Sometimes she was ultra sexy and horny, and other time a frigid bitch who wouldn't give me the time of day. On our last date she was in ultra-horny m...ode. She was kissing and rubbing herself all over me. I wanted to take her back to my place, but she demanded hers since was much closer.I thought we were going to die in a car wreck as she was already jacking me off while driving there, but we hurried into her dorm and up to her room. I was kissing her neck and squeezing her ass hard to hear. “I am fine, lady; just thinking hard,” he assured her. “Can you tell me what got all this conflict started?”“We are just women; we don’t get told what is happening or why. That is what the men do.”“Understood, but there must have been gossip about the action. What was said?”“The stories said it was about the boundary between our tribe’s territory and that of the next tribe along. There seems to have been arguments about who was doing what on which side of the boundary. I think the idea was that. .Awh!" Patricia said feeling the pain of her face as well as from her cunt and asshole. "Ya'know, you really shouldn't worry that much about Kevin. He handled himself very well...much better than most I'd say." She struggled to her feet and dropped down on Stephanie's bed."Yeah, but now he's worried if you're ok or not," Stephanie said. "That's what I mean. I don't want him worrying about anyone right now. He is only nineteen years old and way too caring. He should be bragging about fucking you. Sure enough, the noticeable bulge had returned. I was sure with this intimate line of questioning into his personal feelings towards me, he had become hard as a rock.“Uh ... no, not just one time,” he answered demurely. I figured I’d better get right to the point.“So how many times did you jerk off thinking about me that night?” I asked as I looked him directly in the eye.“Four times.”“Four times? That’s very good Martin. That makes me feel good that you whacked off that many times thinking.