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  • If you wanted to do this with me, I’d be down for anything.” “‘Anything’ isn’t specific.” Olivia pointed out. “Do you have any kinks?” Phil’s mind was racing, his heart beating. This girl had another level of experience, maybe even more experience than his own. He was rapidly losing the high ground, and unlike some girls that tried to take him down a peg, she wasn’t even openly trying to one-up him. She just had an uncanny talent for stripping away his exterior for the world to see. And he only could barely see it, but she wasn’t even doing anything to manipulate him - she was just asking him to do it to himself. He didn’t even want to dare asking the stupid question of ‘Wait, are you serious?’ or ‘Do you want to have sex with me?’ because knowing the little he did about her, that would be a one-way ticket to him losing his chances with her forever. “Yeah, a few. I really enjoy dominating - have you ever done real dom/sub stuff before? Like with rope?” "Yes.” she nodded. Damn , he thought. “It’s my go-to. I’m into a lot of the rough stuff - rope, choking…” Phil went on, not adding that these were mostly done in his head. He hadn’t actually had any true experience with rope, and only choked a girl once, but figured anything he could say to impress this arab girl, he should say. “So you’re offering to have sex with me?” Olivia clarified, showing nothing on her face. Just as Phil was about to say yes, a blaring sound cut into the conversation. The PA bell had rung to indicate students should be heading to their post-lunch classes. All around the cafeteria, students were getting up to go to classes. Phil’s eyes shot to Olivia, who was also putting her lunch back into her bag. Nodding then confirming the plans everyone got in position. Prem, on his part, looked deeply into Manya’s eyes. My futa-sister arab and I stood, too. At the same moment, brother and sister relaxed, both coming down from their sexual high at the same moment. “Go get them,” he ordered. But how I was only alive at this moment through the dumbest of luck. Perhaps he thought, he'd heard of what Athena had said. Do not leave anything out. One of the girls (Karen) couldn’t understand how I could wear a skirt so short without any knickers. “I’m close too.” I groaned, holding her tight as my dick spurted again and again. It must be affordable to everyone, not just the wealthy. “See anything different about it?” I pointed underneath. He strode over to the woman and put it to her neck. Michael reached out and rubbed Holly’s breasts. I extended the end of the dildo to press into my pussy, too. I pulled off my underwear and stood there. Wicked delight melted down to my pussy. I laughed, and was glad to provide him with as much white girl ass as he could handle. When I pulled my panties to the side and slowly put his dick in my pussy, his face lit up.