Again I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her head back and said, "god you are such a fucking slut arent you." I didnt wait for a reply nor did I want one. Instead I put both my hands along side her head and pulled her up and kissed those lips that had moments before been on my ass. As we again kissed I slowly guided her up and back onto the bed. As soon as she was in the middle of the bed I moved around so we were in the position.

One thing college towns are good for is bars, theres usually lots of them. And even though my college was in a pretty small town we had several bars or clubs to choose from. I had heard the TKE guys were getting together at this one bar for something or other and I knew they were always good for lots of cute women. But I also knew Id be unwelcome if I just showed up and tried to party with them not being a member of that frat.

Lynn was visibly thrown by my response but quickly gathered herself and said, "Well yes, I guess so." I smiled and pulled her to me and I could see her preparing to be kissed. I could tell she wasnt going to resist the kiss but I decided to do something a little different and hopefully something that would weaken her. I kissed her on her neck. First a few light kisses and then some more firm kisses that were followed by my licking her on her neck.

Ritas sole response was to move as closely as she could to where my cock was entering Helen and as I yelped that I was coming I could hear her softly saying, "yes, yes." I had exploded into Helen about as strongly as Id ever done and even though I had sped up fucking her slightly while I was coming in her I slowed down as soon as I stopped. Rita of course noticed this and without saying a word put her hand around the base of my cock urging me out of Helen. Helens hot wet pussy was then replaced by Ritas hot wet mouth as she greedily sucked on my cock.

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