At the same time, I mean.Anyway, I'd decided that thicker was better, and Rachel was positive that longer was best for her, so we were happy anyway. A...nd so were our boyfriends, although Pete was always asking when we were gonna swap again. Not too often though, cause Rachel would cut him off when she got pissed.We're not sluts though. Am I getting off the subject? Oh well, we're not sluts, even though my mom thought Rachel was, and Pete called her one, I knew for a fact she never did it with. And when I saw Taylor harshly shove three fingers into Kaitlyn's juicing cunt, I realized she had figured out Kaitlyn's penchant for rougher sex.I was hammering myself against Lindsay's asscheeks, and she was wailing a constant "Fu-, fu-, fu-," unable to complete the word before my hips knocked the breath out of her. Her inner muscles tightened around me, and for the briefest moment I had hope.But then Taylor popped a finger into Kaitlyn's anus, and the race was over. Kaitlyn's legs flew up and. She had done all this while continuing with all of her own studies and assignments.But the Executive Council of BSC had rejected it! They didn’t give a single reason why they just said they voted and rejected it! ALL of it!Suddenly Katrina felt quite alone and something of a failure. She was so certain her ideas would be accepted. This was Blanke Schande after all! A campus where girls could parade around in the nude showing off their tits and asses and pussies with total freedom so why could. P. Mc Murphy and Nurse Ratched escaped her. I closed the window and my roommate stirred slightly. I watched her lying on my bed, shivering. ‘Do you have a blanket?’ she pleaded with her arms massaging goosebumps. ‘You’re on it, fool.’ I smiled and changed my shirt. Somehow she managed to wriggle beneath the comforter and sheets to the total ruin of my immaculate bed setting. I joined her and she promptly stretched, slinging her arm over my chest. ‘Thanks for taking care of me’ she kissed in my.