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Katie stood a little and considered his words for a moment, offering a hand to pull him to his feet, “I guess… We’ll find out the fun way, won’t we?” WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2019 by The Technician. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. When six college girls room together, certain personality types become apparent. There is always the alpha female– or at least one girl who thinks she needs to be in charge of the rest. Dianne is the one whose name is primary on the lease. Everyone else is a flatmate. In addition, she has everyone’s classes and activities on her calendar. And she keeps adding group activities for all six of us... cfnm or at least for the five of them. She is assisted in planning everyone’s life by Shelly, the activities director. Shelly knows everything that is going on in town or on campus and knows what each of us... or all of us... would really like. There isn’t a club in a hundred miles that she doesn’t have complete information on. There is the ever-faithful follower... in this case, twin followers, Mary and Marcy. The twins are like a double shadow wherever Dianne goes on campus. It is like they draw power fetish from her, and she draws power from them. Or at least she seems to have power over them. Every group needs a class clown. Margarita– Margi– gets every class giggling at least once each blowjob day. She sees the funny side of everything that we do. And she isn’t satisfied unless one of us pees our panties at least once a week from laughing too hard. And finally there is the dweeb... the little sister that tags along even when everyone keeps telling her to go home... the desperately shy girl who gets kicked around like a dog and keeps coming back for more. That’s me. I really don’t belong in this group. blonde I’m not sure how I ended up as a flatmate or why Shelly asked me to bisexual room with them. They are way out of my league. But for some reason they invited me to join them and for some reason they keep me around. Actually, I think they keep me around primarily to cook, clean, and do their laundry. I don’t complain, though, because even if I am the lowest in the group, I am still a member of one of the most elite cliques on campus. Besides, I could never afford to pay my share of the expenses for our apartment in cash and they count what I do as my share. Then one Friday night– or to be more accurate, very early Saturday morning– Dianne, Shelly, Margi and the twins came home raving about this new club that they had discovered. “It’s gloriously decadent,” Mary and Marcy said in that weird unison way they have of speaking. Day or night, Anytime, anywhere, anyway, I want it always. And we'd stop this Paragon from resurrecting the horrible man whose soul dangled around Mistress Kora's neck. Her fingers brushed against her aching nipple and her eyes closed. It suits you.” It wasn’t hard to find. That got a couple of little sniggers but no one said anything. Her words were the result of raw passion and long suppressed need. Scarlett walked on unsteady legs upstairs, blowjob both arms around my waist. "Better calm the fuck down," I say casually, as she reaches the foot of my steps. I’m sure part of that was due to the sports that she played and bisexual all of the working out she did to stay in shape. She pulled back so she had the head still in her mouth she continued to milk it till he was dry. I was clueless on how to proceed, but I needed to address her first. “Just levelling the playing field.” Cynthia shut the camera off and set it down. cfnm Was there a window open somewhere? She considered him her soul-mate. She thrust a tongue coated in jizz into my mouth. 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