The two women were excited. Their mutual lust had grown as they danced together at the club. Now that they had reached Artemis's elbow room they could finally act.

A second yr college student, the shorter Cynthia ran the gratuity of her fingers up the bare weapon of the older adult female from bottom. Pressing her eubstance close, and breathing in the taller Asian adult female's odour.

A quiver runs through Estley's eubstance as Cynthia kisses her neck from tooshie. She delighted in the feel of the shorter lady friend's soft double-D breasts pressing into her rear. She could palpate the lacing of Cynthia's bra through her own silk blouse.

Kisses turn to nibbles as the six base Asiatic adult female moans. She was close to a decade previous and working on her doctorate. One or two nighttime out a month with her young Quaker was all the time away from her survey that she allowed herself.

The new lesbian was inexperienced but learning fast. Artemis's hometown was very buttoned-down and she never had a lady friend. The redhead considered herself golden to let had the two sexual experiences with girls before college that she did have got.

Now that she was away from abode it seemed like she was on a delegacy to slumber her way through the integral female student body. Some weeks she would get four or five different miss back to the apartment.

Estley turns with a growl. Pushing the shorter ginger up against the door of her way. Grabbing Artemis's radiocarpal joint and pinning them above her beautiful red top dog.

Leaning in, the Asian nuzzles the girl's neck. Enjoying the feel of her own smaller B-cup teat pressing against the coed. Her nipple were hard as diamonds with arousal.

Cynthia runs her leg up the taller woman's incline. Delighting in the feel of Estley's whiten leather pants against her bare thigh as her own shirt doll moves aside. She aches to grind her lace clad pussy against the honest-to-goodness cleaning woman. Her pauperization burning her up.

The doorway shudders when Estley pulls the redhead away from it. Shoving her towards the bed. Grinning with lecherousness and joy at the beautiful girl.

Artemis pulls off her crocked shirt as she steps toward her bed. Her titty held tightly in the red lace bra as she bends over, placing her palms on the mattress and spreading her leg. She flips her red hair out of her typeface as she looks back over her shoulder. Smiling enticingly at her lover.

Estley was at beneficial a well-favoured woman. She wasn't straight butch, but neither was she a lip rouge lesbian like the 19 year old. She comfortably fell somewhere in the center.

The previous, grad student tugged of her tight leather gasp. Revealing her fornicatress silk thong, a friction match for her sleeveless blouse. She loved to assume dark-green when she went out with the younger young woman. It paired so well with Cynthia's red hair.

Moving behind the younger cleaning lady, Estley runs her fingerbreadth slowly up the inside of Cynthia's thigh. The carrottop moan slightly as fingers barely brush her lace covered crotch. Causing a heyday of ecstasy to run through the girl. Then the Asian woman squeezes a cute one shot ass when she shoves the coed onto her tummy.

The old bedsprings squeak as Artemis squeals in delight. Estley lean in and kisses the small of the prone girl's back. Like little droplets of pleasure and warmth on her hide. Then traveling up her pricker.

Older finger deftly unhook the lace bra. Massaging where the textile had so recently dug into the skin.

Estley straddles the Melanerpes erythrocephalus's hips as she flips the girl over. Cynthia gasps when her fan grabs the lacing bra and yanks it off. Her big breasts flopping out.

close her heart in anticipation, the coed waiting for the touch to come. Cynthia loved to feature her large breasts played with. They were so sensitive she could nearly orgasm from them alone. She lets out a needy, frustrated moan when Estley lightly runs her fingers down the girl's sides.

The Asiatic cleaning lady smiles as she caresses everywhere but the beautiful white meat. Teasing her young lover with a attender touch.

"Mmm, please ?"Cynthia begs.

Greedily the older cleaning lady leans in and sucks in one of the Melanerpes erythrocephalus's pap. Lightly pinching the other. Rolling it between her thumb and index finger.

Cynthia cries out. Her eye fluttering open as a tingling wave of exhilaration spreads out from her lovely breasts. She grabs Estley by her curtly iniquity hair. Wanting to be gentle, but painfully grabbing in her overpowering lust.

Moaning with her own passion, Estley bites down first on one sensible teat, then the other. The painfulness from her scalp only adding to her desire.

Estley grinds her nearly bare pussy against the untested young lady. She could feel everything through the thin out silk of her panties. Sitting up she pulls her blouse off revealing a bare chest topped with chirpy breasts. She grins as Cynthia's paw grab her own magnanimous mamilla. Desperate to continue the pleasure they bring.

Sliding down her supporter's torso, Estley flips up the short skirt. Eagerly she tugs lacy panties down Cynthia's pale thighs.

The redhead spreads her ramification in expectancy. Trembling when her devotee's fingers boldly caress her ardent pussylips. One finger lightly and slowly tapping her nearly buzzing clit.

wave after Wave of seventh heaven race over Artemis with each loose tap. Her dead body already brought to the verge. Played so expertly by the aged Lesbian.

She gasps and moans loudly when Estley's lip printing press against her niggling sore bud. She orgasms for the first time of the nighttime as her button is sucked.

It won't be the concluding though. This orgasm was just the appetiser. Both char would cum multiple times before they collapsed into each other's limb.

Across the apartment Robert advanced the video to ‘ 4:23'and clicked child's play. The cartoon young lady, a reporter at a gym, opened her anime eyes extensive as her big lover spreads her stage.

The young man pulled his shorts off. He had heard Cynthia come in with a girl. It sounded like Estley.

He hoped so. When the Asian grade student stayed the Nox the two of them would often talk sci-fi the next dawning. Or the three of them would talk about political science if Cindy got up early enough.

Rob usually masturbated when Cynthia brought someone home. Living with a hot lesbian had its perk. Plus he didn't get out much.

On the screen, the big man tears the young lady's shirt open as she moans. His mouthpiece sucking on her huge cartoon tits.

Henry M. Robert's breathing quickens as he wraps his hired man around his hard prick. As he pumps he can feel his stimulation anatomy. Cock hot and eager in his hand. Almost like a beast all it's own.

The sound of Henry Martyn Robert's groan fill the elbow room.

The big man on the screen fucks the newsperson in a pugilism halo. They are surrounded by men eagerly waiting their turn. Robert's pecker is stiff as it penetrates the jam between his fingers.

As the fair sex on the projection screen is traded from guy to guy, Robert grabs some tissues. His pecker twitching mightily in his hand. He shoots string after bowed stringed instrument of goopy jizz into the tissues, groaning with his release.

As he comes down from his cloud nine he changes the porno to an instructional telecasting about modelling caravan.

Soon he will get dressed and houseclean up. Then he will drop a small fourth dimension working on one of his cyclorama.

It was after two in the dawn. Cynthia stepped back into her bedchamber with a bowl of vanilla ice cream. She wore a downlike cotton robe, unlike Estley who smiled at her. Nude on the bed.

"Rob says hi."Cynthia says, laying down. She sets the cold trough on her tummy and shudder at her first spoonful of deliciousness.

The quondam woman traces the disordered freckle on the redheader's face."He's a secure guy."Estley says.

"Yeah, and he's been a gravid roommate."She takes another bit."I worry about him though."

Estley raises an eyebrow in question

"He really doesn't get out much. I know he was shy in high schooling. He told me once that he used to have a bad stutter. I guess he still gets a lot of societal anxiety."

The Asian woman softly kisses Artemis's shoulder."Well it's soundly that you care for him."She says.

The redhead sighs."I don't think he's ever even had a girlfriend."

"Well, maybe you should take him out."Estley lightly pinches one of her fan's mamilla, drawing a pant from the coed."Maybe you should let him plow you like a heterosexual person girl."She says with a grin.

"Estley !"The redhead says with hyperbolise jounce.

"Hey, it's college. Time to experiment."

"I thought that's what we were doing."Artemis retorts. The honest-to-god adult female giving her nipple a shrill pinch.

The bowling ball clinks as Estley takes the spoonful. With a generous mouthful of frigidness vanilla she sucks on Cynthia's other nipple. Letting the frozen cream touch the girl sensitive flesh.

"Ooh !"Cynthia gasps grabbing the sheets. The bowl falls to the floor as expert fingers reach between her legs.

The Night was far from over.

Over the succeeding distich weeks Cynthia was actually able to convince Robert to go with her to some parties.

She always felt bad because he didn't seem to have a just clock time. Obviously feeling out of office. She did her topper to include him in conversations and activity. Always encouraging him to spread up.

Looking at herself in the toilet mirror she carefully applied some lip rouge. Cynthia wore a blotto push button up jumper, cropped to render off her placid tummy. She also had a short pleat skirt, pink with blue edging.

She worried about Rob. He had declined to go out tonight and she knew why. He had finally got adequate courage to ask a girl out at a company last Nox, but had been turned down.

The young woman hadn't been base about it, but Cynthia was worried it would be a big set back for her roommate.

"Are you sure you won't go ?"She asks stepping out of the lav.

"Yeah."Rob says."I'm tired, and have a lot of studying to do anyway."

She nods and heads toward the door."Hey, Cindy ? Thanks for caring."

She isn't sure what it was. His words, his feel ? She takes her deal off the doorway. Turning to the young man."Hey. Maybe we both stay in. Watch a movie."

Robert gives her a timid smile."If your sure."

Soon they are snuggled together on the couch, sharing a blanket. Their thighs and shoulders touch. Cynthia tells herself that the physical contact is good for him. But she finds herself hyper aware of his front. His odor, his touch, his respiration.

When a sex shot comes on she finds herself getting warm. Her expression gets charge. Aroused, she realizes.

Almost against her will, Cynthia leans over. She slides a hand up Henry M. Robert's hip, and presses her lips against his neck opening. He smells muskier than the young woman she makes erotic love to. Not bad though.

"C ... Cindy ?"He gasps.

"Ssh. Just ... just go with it."She tells him. Really not certain herself.

He tentatively places his hands around her air shank. As if he was afraid he might affright her off. Her own paw caress their way up his back as she kisses his cervix.

When his hand move to her breasts, squeezing her big ball, she tells him,"Slow down. We don't need to rush."Not unkindly.

Chided, he puts his hands back on her waist. She moves to straddle his lap. Feeling the cotton fiber of his sweats on the insides of her thighs. She brushes his cheek. A lot to a greater extent stubbly than she is used to. They look rich into each other's eyes. Sharing a fear and fervour about what is to make out. Then she kisses him.

Her lips sweep his. They feel rougher than she expected. She can feel him trying to match her moves, pressing back. She presses forward with her clapper and he matches her with his.

Cynthia realizes she is making excited mewling noises. Her body knows this partner is different, but she is thrilled with crave anyhow.

She finally breaks their osculation and grab the posterior of her sweater, pulling the woollen off over her nous. He seems mesmerized with the view of her big tits, now only held in by her Joseph Black satin bra.

She pulls his drumhead down to her cleavage. Not just an invitation, but an edict. Normally she would spend much longer kissing and caressing. Part of her unquestionably wants that. To make the lovemaking be gradual.

But another contribution of her wants to rush. There's an urgent need that she has never felt.

Robert kisses her cleavage. Delighting in the blurriness, the fullness of her white meat. He was still a virgin. This was already further than the few kisses he had ever had with any girl.

Artemis grinds herself on his lap as she reaches back and unclasps her bra."Take off your shirt."She orders. Then she pulls her black velvet away, letting her big nipple free.

As his own shirt hits the floor Rob grabs her breasts and squeezing. Delighting in the tone, trying not to be too gravelly.

"suction them. nurse my nipples."Cindy gasps when he takes one of her surd buds in his oral cavity. His tongue thrashing and caressing her aroused nipple.

"The ... the bedroom."She moans. Her demand overtaking her. She hops up and snaffle his hired hand. As she leads him to her bed, she drops her skirt to the floor.

Artemis turns as Rob drops his sweatpants. He stands there uncertain and nervous. Clad only in juicy boxer-briefs.

Artemis was anxious too. A footling pock by what his underwear still hid from her. ‘ Can I actually do this ?'She wonder. Though her eubstance has no doubts.

"issue ... necessitate them off."She can't motion her eyes away from his crotch. She nearly jumps in surprise when his operose dick springtime up. His cobbler's last clothes hitting the flooring.

It's not as if she has never seen a phallus before. He seemed a comme il faut size. Not as big as a monster porno hammer. But not tiny either. Nice.

And so strange.

Definitely not her usual lover.

"I ..."She starts. Then she pulls her nigrify velvet thong off, spreading her legs slightly. Letting Rob get a upright look at his first snatch. At her garnish pubic tomentum, at her soft yearning nether lips.

She motions for him to come closer. His cock seems to pass the way. When they embrace and kiss she can feel it between them. Hot and hungry for her.

Cynthia lies back on the bed spreading her pegleg and pulling her roommate on top of her. She reaches between them her fingers finding the arduous strange dick. He groans at her mite as he kisses her face.

Unsure of herself, Cindy guides his tip into her pussy. Gasping at its jot. Her body already wet with its indigence.

With a grunt Robert, almost uncontrollably, thrusts into the lesbian. Artemis crying out with suffering, the dick now buried halfway in her. Her men catch at his book binding, half wanting to press him off of her. The feeling so strange.

Two Thomas More thrusting and he was buried completely inside. She could experience something thump against her kitty. ‘ His balls. Oh god !'She realizes.

His dick felt deeper and fuller inside her than anything before. She always enjoyed fingering of course of action, but this ... this was not that.

They both moan as he starts to hurtle in and out. Building up a rhythm. He grabs and squeezes her breasts. The sensation adding spice to the strange emphatic delight of the pecker dominating her.

She feels titillated when the peter twitches and shoots it's jizz oceanic abyss inside her. What is surely a formula act for a directly lady friend seems so disgrace to her.

Cynthia's body is just a receptacle for his cum. Not a partner to pull in sleep with art with. Just something to be used and discarded.

Panting he rolls off of her. His softening dick pulling out. She whines at the undesirable tactual sensation of void. Her body not even shut to finished.

"Th ... thank you."Rob pant."Was that ok ?"

"Yeah. That was just fine."She assures him. Not really certain herself.

After he leaves she shuts her doorway. Her familiar fingers taking tending of her indigence.

The succeeding morning they spend an awkward breakfast. Until Artemis finally explains that last night was a one fourth dimension thing.

Henry Martyn Robert seems relieved at understanding where they stood. Cynthia is left hoping he doesn't fixate on her.

It was nearly a week before Cynthia brought home a girl from the club.

The two fille can't stop snuggling as she unlocks the apartment door.

With the blond young lady's knife practically in her pharynx, Cindy wonders if Rob will be on the sofa. If he will see them as they come in.

Two sexy Lesbian. A beautiful blond in a red mini-dress, and a redheaded woodpecker in a sheer top and loot boxers.

‘ That would certainly turn him on.'She can't help thought process.

When they finally enter, though, he was in his room. She could discover his tuner. Her physical structure tingles strangely when she sees his closed door.

With a grinning Artemis leads this evening's cooperator to her own bedroom.

The two little girl slowly discase each other while they kiss and advert. Thrilling and delighting each other's bodies.

Artemis finds herself on her belly. The blond kissing her way up her sick thigh. Hands squeezing her stave ass.

When the red-header feels a fingers spread her asscheeks and a finger start to circulate her anus, she reaches back in shock.

"Not there !"She gasps a small harshly."Please."

The blonde halt and kisses one sweet ass cheek."Sorry. Some people like it."

Later with he blonde straddling her face, Cynthia bucks upwards. The girl's fingerbreadth rubbing deep in her slit.

The redheaded woodpecker can feel another climax coming, but her body aches with a strange need. Like there was something missing.

The blonde didn't want to stay the night. Cynthia kisses her goodbye at the door.

When she closes it, she turns. Her gaze lingering on Robert's closed door.

"I don't understand."Cynthia complains."I'm definitely not attracted to men. I mean Rob is a prissy guy and all but ..."

"Something is unlike since you had sex ?"She nods at Estley's query."fountainhead cat can get risible after ..."

"No, no."The redhead interrupts. The coffeeshop was only a quarter fully this morning time, and quiet. The two young woman sat together on a sofa. easy in their tightness."We are alright. Me and him. It's sex with char that's changed. I mean it's still good. Hell, it's great."

"But it feels like something missing ?"Estley asks, sipping her latte.

Cynthia nods feeling strangely ashamed.

"There's aught wrong with that. Buy a dildo. Sounds like you just necessitate something a bit more strong in you when you make love. Have the next girl you're with use it on you."The Asian instructs.

"I ... I've never used toys before."Cindy admits.

"Well, when you masturbate ?"But the Melanerpes erythrocephalus shakes her promontory."Then don't get something huge to take off. Pick out a toy around the same size as Rob. And stack of lube."

The side by side workweek was a little tedious in the bedroom for Cindy. She just didn't sense up to bringing anyone back.

Robert seemed filled with a new confidence though. He went with her to a couple parties. Even being bold enough to chat with a couple coeds.

Friday evening Artemis couldn't help but be proud when Rob had a girl over to watch a picture show. A cute petty brunette.

She tried to pass on them alone. Banishing herself to her room the way Henry Martyn Robert was so considerate when she had guests over.

She had to get to the kitchen at one decimal point though and couldn't help noticing the pair doing some enceinte petting.

"I hope I didn't interrupt anything final night."Cynthia apologizes the next dayspring. She didn't think Rob had sex. The girl definitely didn't stay the night.

"Naw, it's fine. I told her that you were more matter to in her than me."Rob joked. Making the red-header smile.

The retiring box sat on the kitchen counter. Rob had left a eminence saying he brought it in after it was delivered.

Cynthia hadn't been able-bodied to add herself to go to an adult toy shop. So she had ordered ‘ the item'online.

Now it was here.

With a suspiration she takes the box to her elbow room. To unfold it in private even though Robert was at category.

She puts a smut video on her laptop. Something to set the temper, she hoped. Two cute girls kissing and touching in a hot tub.

Then she opens the box.

"That's a dildo, alright."She says aloud. It was as fold to what hung between her roomie's legs as she could figure.

Quickly she strips defenseless and lies on her bed. Her new ‘ friend'in her handwriting and the girls on the screen next to her.

She spends some time caressing her own breasts, rubbing her own crotch. Her torso slowly almost reluctantly responding.

Finally she squeezes some lubricating substance into her hands. Generously slathering the dildo. Then she rubs the tip against her flabby lovesome peach.

Artemis groans as she slowly pushes the rubber shaft deeper and deeper into her cunt. Until she can't bring herself to crowd it any mystifying. Probably three or four inches in. Around halfway.

It just sits there inside her. Lifeless and common cold. Halfheartedly she thrusts it in and out. The genius not unpleasant, but not satisfying either.

Eventually she gives up.

The next night Cynthia came home alone. Again.

When she stepped into the apartment though she could hear moans coming from Rob's room. From behind his closed door.

The unmistakable moans of a fair sex.

Cindy couldn't kibosh herself from crossing the room and putting her ear to the threshold. She could hear a bed squeaking. Rob softly grunting. And a female child's soft breathlessness of pleasure.

"Unh ! Unh ! Unh ! Yes ! Right there ! Yes !"The girl gasped.

Cynthia hadn't even realized she had slipped her hired man into her boxershorts until she felt her fingers slide through her downy pubic hairsbreadth.

She whimpered quietly with her shame and her indigence. But her early handwriting opened his threshold just a crack. As quiet as she could. She wouldn't admit it, even to herself, but part of her wanted to get caught.

She could see the au naturel couplet on his bed. The Saame cute brunette from before. Rob on top of her. sudation as he thrust between her scatter wooden leg.

Cynthia's fingers pet her yearning cunt. Her early handwriting sliding beneath her cropped T-shirt. Flipping her pink lacing bra up so her big tits could drop out.

She squeezes her big bosom with one deal as she presses two digit into her wet goofball. Watching as Rob pounds his date. Leaning in to snog her.

Cynthia's knee get decrepit as an orgasm quickly approaches. She drops to the flooring on her knee. Her helping hand releasing her tit to check her up. Long red hair spilling around her.

She squeals quietly as she cums in her shorts. Pussy throbbing around her fingers. Sir Thomas More satisfying than anything has been since the night Robert fucked her.

Fucked her like he is fucking that brunette. She feels a unusual twang if green-eyed monster. ‘ Oh god !'

She hurries to her room and shuts the door. Hiding under her covering fire from the world like she used to when she was a little miss.

"I don't know what to do."Cynthia tells Estley over the phone the next day. She felt like she was nearly in tears.

"fountainhead I told you to receive a partner use it on you. Have you tried that yet ?"The sometime girl asks.

"No."

"I could add up over tonight. I have a strapon. We could play with that. I know you weren't concerned before, but now ..."

Cindy nods though no one can see."Yeah. Yeah, ok."

That evening the two tribade spent some time kissing on the couch. Hands caressing organic structure beneath shirts.

Artemis could feel her impatience though. She wanted this to work. To scratch her unusual ‘ urge ’.

She bites her lip and leads the taller girl to the bedroom. Quickly stripping off her clothes and hopping on the bed.

On all quartet she wiggles her ass at the grinning Estley."someone is eager."The Asian woman says.

"I need it, Lee."The redhead whine.

Happily the tall charwoman strips and put on her strapon. She loved fucking girls with it. The feeling of ability, of the ability to give her mate pleasure.

Artemis moan when she feels the tip pressing against her wet pussy. Her totally body tenses then releases as it pushes inscrutable inside her. Unrelenting, not timidly like when she used it herself.

Her body trembled in delight. It was as if the dildo owned her. Was the master of her sensation.

Estley quickly got into a rhythm. Fucking her redheader protagonist. Squeezing the missy's cunning ass. She wanted to spank it, but wasn't certainly how the vernal girl would respond. She didn't want to ruin this.

Later the gay woman snuggled together.

"You didn't cum with the strapon."Estley asked.

"No, but I did after."Artemis assured her with a smiling.

"How was it then ?"The older woman pressed.

"It was secure but ..."

"But still not what you need."

Cynthia shakes her headway.

"Maybe you need the real thing."

"But I'm ..."

"Gay ? Super gay ? Sexuality is a spectrum, girl. You know that."She kisses Cindy's brow affectionately."Maybe you don't descent as far on the extreme as you thought. Maybe, on occasion, you need to be a supplicant at the alter of the almighty cock."

Artemis ponders what her friend had said as she listens to Estley drift off to log Z's.

The sex with Estley had taken some of the bound off. For a few days anyway. But soon Artemis found her new desire coming back even warm.

She found herself knocking on Henry Martyn Robert's door in the evenings to ask his help with thing that she didn't need.

She would take the air out of her room wearing only a jersey. One that just barely covered her ass. Thankfully only when she was pretty indisputable he would be in his room. She was almost daring Rob to take in her so indecently clothed.

When he was out she would sneak into his room and masturbate. notion ashamed, but the scent of him aroused her.

Finally she was finishing up a long hot shower when she realized the lone clean towel was in her room.

It was laid out on her bed and everything. How could she have forgotten it ?

"Rob ! I forgot my towel. Could you be a buddy and get it ?"She called.

When he opened the bathroom door she leaned her head and a shoulder around the frosted glass shower bath threshold. She reached out, knowing he wouldn't quite be able to see her wet defenseless consistency. Her big entire tit, cute beat ass, her warm shaking apricot.

But part of her wanted him to.

With a grin he hands her the towel."Lookin good,"Then he was gone.

Was she relieved ?

Later that night she danced at the club. Alone again. Which was ok. She surrendered herself to the cycle.

The Christ Within and the speech sound. The slight buzz from the alcoholic drink.

Someone was behind her. Dancing ending. Too close. No, she realized she had been slowly backing toward them. Some bro-dude. He hadn't even noticed her yet.

When he did he happily turned. Cynthia pressed back against him. Grinding her tush against his fork. Running her hands through her hair.

He reached one arm around her waist. The other around her tits. Happily squeezing her through her light dress.

She could feel his tool get hard against her. It seemed so big.

He was saying something she couldn't hear over the pounding beat. Then his hand slipped inside her top. Under her bra. Her consistence trembled at his touch.

She was his. A toy for him to use. His fingerbreadth squeeze her big tits. pinch her sore nipples.

She passively went with him as he guided her toward the exit. Toward the parking lot, and what was sure to espouse.

It's what her body wanted, she knew. To let this stranger. This man. This cock have it's way with her. To use her up and toss her away.

She would let him. Just to feel that strange but titillating feeling again.

Then part of her balked. No !

She rushed past him and out of the club. Into the Nox.

She was home. She had jogged or ran nearly the completely way. Robert looked concerned when she burst in.

"Are you ok ?"

"I need you."Cynthia gasped."I need your cock. I need you to sleep together me."She gave him a tentative smile. One he happily returned.

If she had to submit, better it be him than some dandy in the social club.

She pulls her apparel off as she crossed to him. Her bra quickly follows.

They embrace and kiss. Then he starts to kiss her neck.

"No ! Later. piece of tail me now."She demands leading him to his room. Fumbling at his zip fastener.

He shoves her over his bed and yanks her flip-flop down. His own apparel quickly follow.

Cynthia groans as his warm voiceless prick President Pierce her from behind. Gasping when he grabs her big dangling bosom.

"Ooh ! God yes, Rob. Fuck me !"She begs.

Happy to oblige her roommate pounds her. His wonderful dick once again owning her.

"Is it ... can I spank you ? A little."He asks as he thrusts.

"Whatever you want. Do me."She groans. Just well-chosen to be receiving his turncock again.

He gives her round ass a few sharp smacking. She had expected him to be gentler, but was excited he wasn't. The surprise pain in the ass an enticing counterpoint to the pleasure his tool forced on her.

"P ... uuunh ! nip my mammilla too."She begged him. The boy only too happy to compel. Her consistence shuddered at the pain and pleasure. An orgasm washing over her.

She hung her head as she came down. Letting the sensations wash over her eubstance. His dick still ramming deep inside her. His paw occasionally slapping her reddened ass.

She looked like a pornography star from Rob's point of opinion. A beautiful, amaze smut star.

She gasped with excitement when he grabbed her long red hair and pulled. Forcing her head back up. A reminder of her place in this act. She shivered as another, smaller orgasm hit her.

"Oh, Rob ! Yes ! YES !"

They lay together in the dark. She was too tired to give. Or she didn't want to. Cindy wasn't sure.

She could still feel his jizz leaking out of her. It was disgusting and exciting.

It made her desire to go again.

Soon, though, she drifted into a blissful sleep as she listened to him lightly snore.

The next day was Dominicus. Cynthia had got up before Rob and was picking out clothes in her elbow room.

Neither had plans, and they would probably watch over some tv together.

Normally she would don jean and a with child T-shirt. Maybe her baggy swither.

Instead she pulled on lilliputian workout shorts that didn't quite cover her ass. Then a shirt that barely covered her teat. Thin enough to nearly be seen through.

And no underwear.

Something that Rob would like. She realized she was choosing dress that would plow him on. The thought giving her a titillating quiver.

She took a oceanic abyss breath as she stepped out into their living room .