In the beginning, when we first met, Julian Doakes and I were rivals. He was the Assistant Coach of the Northeastern University Men’s Wrestling team... and had a chip on his shoulder. The guy had a lot to prove. I was the Athletic Director of the CMU-Boston Campus and we were having a difficult season, especially in Football and Men’s Varsity Wrestling. My top guy faced his top guy at the NCAA Men’s Division One Wrestling Finals. My guy won. For a long time after that, Doakes hated my guts but we. Matt slowed down a little, and eventually left his cock buried in her. Emma was close. He knew it. Should he let her cum? Matt pondered the question while he fucked his cock into her again. Matt eventually placed his hands on her hips and pushed his body downwards. Emma leant forward, her elbows and arms now outstretched in front of her, her head flat on the bedclothes, but turned to her right. “Yes, fuck me like that,” she told Matt. Matt’s cock was aiming high into Emma’s cunt. It was. I was like i havent had nething as good as this ever before. She then got up and went to the toilet to wash herself up. After 5 min she came back with some drinks in her hands and watching her come with her tits bouncin gave my a tingle in my groins. And my cock started twitchin. Seeing this she giggled and said arent we inpateint one. With this she came over me and placed the drinks on the side and kissed me. Then she took a sip of the drink and then again came to me and kissed me transfering. ” The crowd erupted, some girls wept.“Where will we go!”“I don’t want to eat food that tastes like cardboard.”Mrs. Turner took over. “Our fraternity brothers will be taking us in.”A girl in the crowd screamed, many fainted. They could already feel their crotches growing sore. A girl held herself as if trying to wipe the preemptively remove the cum off her body. How could it have all gone wrong?Brandon stepped up to the mic answer that very question. “Girls, girls, please listen.” The girls.