She kicked his chair and said “you’re gonna regret that one.” He had no time for a witty reply, as the professor started the lecture. “As you Hardcore all know, there are 4 group projects due in this class. The first one has you work in a small group, two people only. That may make it sound easy, but its not. You only have until the next class to finish it. So I will be giving you all your groups today, then releasing you to get started.” This was a wrench in James schedule. He had everything planned down to the minute. His stress had just reached an all-time high, or so he thought. He was pulled away from his thoughts upon hearing the professor say, “Lindsey and James” “I’m sorry, professor. But me and asian who?” “You and Miss Lindsey, no more repeats.” “Ohhh shit, karmas doggystyle a bitch, isn’t it James” toyed Lindsey. “Maybe I should have you do all the work. You probably get off to it.” James had no response, he just sat there wide-eyed as the professor finished announcing the groups. “Okay, you have your groups. Guidelines for the project are posted online. Now get to work.” “Alright James, I gave it some thought. Since japanese we ended up at the same college even though your supposed to be much smarter than me, I think that means I’m as babe smart as you. And I reallllly don’t want you messing up this project, so I will work with you on it.” “Fine whatever. Lets just head to the library and get this over with.” “Oh no! I don’t work well in public places, and I hate those “private” rooms they have. We’ll work on it at my house, its not far. Meet me there in 20 minutes.” She handed him her address on a piece of paper and left. He didn’t even have time to protest or even mention if he had work or another class coming up. Luckily he didn’t. He got up and left the class, still in disbelief at the events that had just unfolded. James arrived at her house exactly 20 minutes later and knocked on the door to hell. After a few awkward seconds of waiting, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. “Yes, yes, yes!” I kept gasping, my virgin pussy spasming, aching. One of the best things was the availability of young girls, all legal age. I thought Muslim women would have thick bushes. We had the regular salami, cheese, rye bread with mustard, but today she babe had opened a box of Kraft macaroni and cheese and a can of baked beans. She gave me another kiss on the cheek, then paused, japanese I thought she may ask me in. She looked up at me and watched me look at her naked boobs as I stood up straight doggystyle and as she glanced at my bulge and bit her lip. We didn't see each other for a couple weeks due to vacations and such. She fingered me and sucked on my clit. Then your picked her up and put your cock in her ass and fucked her some more. "I should be fine," here her face held surprise as she looked skyward. Our tongues swirled around one another, mixing our saliva together to asian create an odd taste. Getting somewhat nervous, she quickly and lightly rushed over to the door, closed it, locked it, and jumped right back into bed. It flew up and out, staining my almost new off-white carpet, but I didn’t care. “Why? With our naked bodies pressed together, Momo’s purring was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep. “Fine Hardcore what do you want?” Lindsey asked. I could not turn my head. Every time Bill pumped his ejaculate deep into her, she imagined it was from Andrew. Glory Olson and Henry Millner got some great bi-partisan support behind it.”