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Days in the Dorm


Missionary Without Religion

You roll Dar over onto her back and look down her creamy nude form lying next to you. Her long black hair lies around her on the bed like blanket of fine silk threads. Her lovely huge breasts heaving up and down with her every breath. The pink slit between her thighs with the trimmed little strip of black hairs above it calls to your carnal wants.

She starts to part her legs and you slide over on top of her, working your body between them. She smiles and mouths the words "Fuck Me" as you work the head of your cock between her wet pussy lips. Without waiting any longer you thrust the whole shaft into her and she moans deeply.

You start to work in and out of her, feeling the warm depths engulfing your shaft with each thrust. With each one you watch as her amazing tits bounce and she lets out grunting moans of pleasure. She starts to jerk her hips against you with perfectly timed counter-thrusts and grabs your hips to pull you farther into her with each one.

You slow down your thrusts slightly to lean down and lay a big kiss on Dar, who returns it with increased passion. Before pulling back and renewing your power trusts, you take a moment to lick and bite her breasts with a smile.

The pleasure of the action is welling up inside you as a renewed layer of sweat coats your skin and slowly drips onto your object of desire. Dar's moans are growing louder and you are finding it hard to contain yourself any longer. With a final burst of energy and extreme pleasure you lose control and cum deeply into her.

A final long sighing moan accompanies your collapse onto her, pressing your sweat-drenched bodies together in a heaving lump. The two of you breathe deeply and kiss again before you even pull your slowly softening prick from within her. You feel her warmth and sigh as you pull your lips apart.

Rolling off Dar, to lie beside her, you let out another deep sigh and smile. "You are incredible."

"We can't be done yet." She says in a deep throaty voice. "Sam isn't even awake yet."

You look up at the bed above you and nod gently to yourself. "You're right. She's a heavy sleeper."

"I think I wore her out last night."

You look at Dar with a wry smile. "You seem to be good at that."

"And I'm not done with you yet."

You look down at your flaccid peter and raise your eyebrows. "But it seem to be done with you right now."

"We'll need to do something about that. You have any ideas?"