The tube stank! It was like that odor that always pervaded his senses in the stairways of the parking decks."Bum piss Tony." His father had told him o...n his infrequent visitations where they would spend the afternoon in the city watching a baseball game or visiting a museum. "The bums got nowhere else to go, so they come in here and piss on the stairs. So make sure you don't touch anything." Like I'm stupid enough to touch anything that smells that bad." Anthony said to the memory of his father. Matt was caught up with each electrifying jolt his sac bouncing against her soaked ass sent up through his spine, causing his cock to seize fitfully even before he felt the rise building and boiling up. ‘God, Oh- god, I’m gonna come soon,’ he mumbled muffledly into her neck. ‘God, you feel so good,’ he breathed, enjoying pulling out from Clara various vocal overtures of appreciation for his work. He loved filling her up with his shaft and then drawing it out each time, then fucking her rapidly. I have written 2 stories in the name “I loved this new genre” and “College-Friendship” in lesbian category and college-friendship in couple category respectively. Kindly read it and dont forget to comment.This story which I’m gonna narrate is partially true and partially built-up one. But I’ll try sounding real while writing. I’m not so good with my English so please forgive me.. I was very much excited after my first story which is a real time experience got published in ISS. Soon after the. I hoped she'd find herself quickly and maybe she did. It was a thousand miles and a few years before I heard from her again.The day after I talked to Bailey big news hit the UK campus. Coach Brown had accepted the head coaching job with the New England Patriots of the NFL. I was going to start my senior year with a new coach and probably a new system. I guess it could be worse.I was wrong. It got much worse. The athletic director had retired a month earlier and still hadn't been replaced so the.