Sophia moaned underneath him, her pussy grinding against his hard cock. Bryce Callahan wanted more though, always more. His finger traced a line from the cleft of her crotch around her hips and came to rest against the rosebud of her asshole. He pushed, applying pressure to the tight entrance while his body never ceased its rhythmic movements into and out of her twenty-one-year-old body. Sophia’s eyes widened, and she mad...

Mikey awoke laying face down, awash with disorientation and emotional turmoil. ‘Did that even fucking happen’ was his first momentary thought, which as answered by a wave of erotic memories, and a lingering ache in his ass. Groggily he reached out and snatched his phone off of the bed stand, and glanced at it. It was 9:32, which meant that he had already missed his first class of the day and didn’t need to be on campus fo...