A classy party at the dorm

I want to see your hard cock.” Thankfully, he didn’t protest. He immediately lowered his trunks and pulled his T-shirt over his head. His cock was throbbing and bobbing up and down. “Do it Ben. Stroke it for me. I want to watch you while you’re watching me.” With only a second of hesitation, my brother slid his hand pov around his throbbing student cock and party began stroking it. The vibe was still humming on my clit, and I came hard again, this time arching my back and letting out a skinny loud moan. And that’s when it happened; Ben’s cock began shooting blowjob gobs of cum on me, on my tits and stomach. Oh God! I came again. “OH FUCK! BEN, YES, do that. Cum with me, “OH FUCK!” And then my world went black. I couldn’t have been out for over a few seconds. When I opened my eyes, my brother was standing over me, his softening cock still oozing cum onto his hand. “I need water.” I said, still gasping for breath. He grabbed some tissues and cleaned the cum off his hand and from the tip of his cock. Then he headed out of the room, not bothering to get dressed. When he returned and handed me the bottle, he chuckled, “Damn, Sis, you’re a mess. I’ll get you a wet cloth.” The president marched with the blowjob same military bearing from his time as an Army colonel. “And how did you feel about Blake just then, were you cheating pov on him, did you fall out of love with him for a couple hours?” At this time in the skinny late morning, few people were around. “How’s it- how’s it going for you? Every student girl had a purse. Also, I’d eaten too much at the café and I was feeling bloated. Jerry was party certain she had seen an X-rated video somewhere . . . Do you need a release?” Ms. Rowbottom moved behind me. I shuddered, feeling her presence there. That's my fault, she thought.