“Wow” was all the engineer could say. “You’re not done yet, I
want more than just a finger.” said Helen. “I hope you got plenty
of rubbers here”, she added, “I don’t need to get pregnant!” The
file drawer had a goodly supply however, and, fortunately, the
girls were expert at getting Rob hard again. Rob’s dick was hard
as a rock again, and aching for a good fuck. Helen’s pussy was
still hot and wet from the eating that Rob had been giving it,
her mind was dizzy with anticipation. She was on fire for SEX.
Her friends, Margaret and Leslie decided to help her along.

able to do what I wanted without having to justify everything in front of

my parents. I enrolled in Business Management and enjoyed both my fellow

students and the course.

Apart from studying hard, I spend most of the time hanging around with my

friends at the student union or in one of the many bars in Town. Each Friday

night most of the students went to the student union. It was always a hugh

party with the large dance floor in the basement, the two bars on the ground

floor and another dance floor on the top floor. Where as the basement was

know for pop and house, the top floor offered a much more relaxing but also

more exciting. The music was better, a much more interesting mix of various

styles like industrial, dance and independent. I am not to much into music

but I enjoyed it more upstairs, where the lightning wasn’t so flashy and the

girls more grown-up.