I knew I could get Jason to get most of it for me. His fingers still hard at work on my clit, he continued to pump his dick harder and harder into my hole. Her mouth was soft but firm, and felt perfect wrapped around his large cock. Everything seemed cool, we had similar interests, great sexual chemistry, neither of us were looking for a commitment, but one night I woke up to find her gone along with my laptop. I loved the taste of my pussy on his dick. I could feel his dick twitch in my mouth as he shot his warm seed down my throat. I went over to the balcony railing and turned around to face him. He took his fingers out and I felt his tongue lapping up my creamy cum. That's fucked up relationship in the making. For a minute he sucked and caressed, slowly inching his body onto the couch between her eager legs. After a very long phone conversation and some interesting promises to the parentals, they agreed to let me live with Jason. This time was no different, his dick was driving its way deep into my pussy hole. He was a fine specimen of a man, six-foot-three and two hundred sixty pounds of pure masculinity. She wrapped her legs around his back, intertwining her feet and locking her body to his as she arched her back against his powerful thrusts. I had on a short black skirt and a pair of red lace thongs underneath. As a freshman I got invited to all the cool parties, simply because of Jason. Try not to get your cum all over the place when you're jacking off.