Jenny hadn’t sucked me in about six months. Damn, Molly was good at sucking. She had half of my cock in her mouth stroking the rest with her hand. I... was afraid to look down, keeping watch on the window.I finally sat my camera down to hold on to the window sill enjoying the blowjob I was getting. I impressed myself that I was able to hold out as long as I did. Finally, my balls were about to explode and I figured I should warn Molly.“Molly, I’m about to cum,” I said in a whisper.Molly squeezed. She was so horny and pent up, her pussy was aching to be touched. She was on fire! I usually enjoyed getting her really worked up so that when we finally fucked, she was all the more adventurous. On Friday she came home and (as instructed) dressed in stockings, garters, bra and thong, high heels and nothing else. She pushed five vibrating silver bullets into her ass one by one and then plugged herself with a big thorny looking buttplug. Kept in place by the thong, she opened a bottle of wine. No matter how hard you tried you always ended up with at least one asshole room mate. I had already written a letter to the Employment Office at the assembly plant I had worked the previous summer to inquire about a job.It was a Friday night and mid-terms had just ended. Several of us from the dorm decided to wade through a couple of feet of snow to an off campus party to celebrate. It was one of those typical frat house beer keg bashes. All the beer you can drink. Guys paid five dollars and. "It was a good year," George replied. "You, more than anyone, deserve a taste of the fruits." We decided that we need to save the profits for reserves," she reminded him. He nodded. She knew that he wouldn't have, nor shouldn't have traded reserves for pearls. Her bookkeeper's mind was sharp. She glanced at him with a suspicious eye. "What happened to the money that you were saving for your new set of golf clubs?" What do golf clubs have to do with it?" George asked back."George... ?" she.