Yellow lights illuminate the small foyer, giving the place a sense of comfort. Fumbling around in your pocket, you pull out a scrap of paper.On the pa...per is written: Dorm 213. Holding the scrap of paper, you look around the foyer, and spot a large noticeboard mounted on the right hand wall. Walking up to it, you see that your college dorm is on the second floor of the building and at the end of the hall.You smile. It is difficult to believe that you're finally at college.Turning away from the. It didn’t hurt, it was just awkward. I curved my spine a little more and reached down with my other hand, squeezing my hand a little to help ease it in.I moved my hand a little, trying to push it deeper. It wasn’t working. I stopped, thinking for a moment, my free hand still holding my wrist still. I probed around slowly and hooked my finger into my pussy lips a little, spreading them around my hand more. It worked, my hand sunk in a little more.My hips pushed up against my hand some more and I. He gently bobbed up and down, never losing eye contact. It was a straightforward blowjob, but a good one. Tammi was almost losing it, now openly rubbing her pussy in the next chair. "You've always wanted to show your best friend how much you love him, haven't you Jeff? You dirty boy, I knew it. I love it. Fucking awesome. I bet you wanted to do that all last summer, but you didn't have the balls." Again, how little she knew."Speaking of balls, suck his." So he did for a few seconds. "Oh. Ooh Daddy, you're leaking so much stuff. Are you gonna cum Daddy? I've never really seen anyone cum." As Mandy spoke her warm, moist breath on the head of my dick was excruciating, a cross between extreme pleasure and pain. "Yeah, baby, I'm gonna cum. Especially if you keep that up."Mandy began squeezing a little more firmly and the action of her hand on my cock began to speed up slightly."Let your hand slide down over the head so it gets some of of my juice in it."Mandy's fingers slipped over.