I was actually somewhat relieved when they sat with us. Sean and Gabe were both clearly unhappy living in a nudist dorm, and I wasn’t sure if they l...iked me or not. They seemed perfectly happy to see me, although they did ask if anyone was looking to switch rooms.We had back-to-back orientation lectures about sexual assault starting at 9:30, so we walked over to the auditorium together. They didn’t seem to enjoy the lectures, although, honestly, neither did I. I guess there’s really no way to do. Neil pushed his finger deeper in to my pussy, quickening the tempo, making me thrust against his finger and wrap my arm around his neck for stability. Hubby was gazing open mouthed as Neil took me to sexual heights my husband had never witnessed. His finger pushed to the front wall of my pussy, rhythmically massaging the spongy flesh of my Gspot. His finger circled the Gspot adding pressure, then increased the speed. My head was now thrown back as the loud moans of ecstasy were bellowing from. Or rather, I had too much testosterone to make myself use my brains. “I actually told her my nickname, Fingers,” I thought with embarrassment. “What a fucking ass I am.” My college teammates had given me that nickname because of my really big hands and freakishly long fingers, which helped me snag passes that were behind me or too deep or too wide. But did I have to tell the kid my nickname? I needed to impress a nineteen year old kid? What a fucking ass I am. “Ooh, that sounds exciting,” she. .. yuh ... yuh ... gonna cum ... gonna cum..."The monk felt the first twitch of her sheath as the woman lost her rhythm and he reached under her to clasp her flexing ass cheeks and pull himself deeper. Irene's hands were on his buttocks also as she tried to draw him deeper into her spasming cunt.He rode her firm body and she panted and grunted, her belly convulsing as he brought her to a stupendous orgasm. And then her legs fell away and she lay, limp and quivering, beneath him."You liked that,.