I felt in complete ownership of my desires. I was harnessing them to get what I wanted. And it was so much fun in the process. My class before lunch, English, earned me another futa's vote, the other futas watching as Leann Winthrop, vice president of the student council, fucked me bent over my desk. I was dripping with cum as I headed to lunch, ready to take on all-comers. I was planing on skipping lunch anyways—I'd been dieting since I started my run for homecoming queen the first week of college—and was eager to garner as much support as possible. “Wow, look at you just smeared in spunk,” Ginny Reynolds said. Unlike yesterday, she was dressed in a jeans and a baby doll t-shirt that clung to her shapely waist and round breast. The freshman had her futa-girlfriend with her. “She looks like I did, doesn't she?” “I thought we weren't talking about that,” Candice said, the nerdy futa pressing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. I paused, flicking eyes up and down the pair. “Can I help you?” “I heard you're trading sex for votes,” Ginny said, clinging to Candice. The blonde futa's cheeks were burning as Ginny continued, “And I thought amateur it was only fair that my futa-girlfriend get to try out another girl.” “I don't need to, though,” Candice said, her blue eyes smoldering behind her glasses as she stared at indian my big tits. She wore a long skirt and a high-necked blouse, buttoned up to her neckline. She dressed like a spinster. “I'm okay that you fucked all those Hardcore other futas. It was just the Program, and you were trying to make Samantha happy.” “Still,” Ginny said, her red hair swaying. “Have a threesome with us, Denice, and we'll both vote for you.” “I thought you pledged your support for Umeko,” I said, frowning at Ginny. Real anger flashed across Ginny's face. “Then she went and fucked that bitch. Shelena! Ooh, I can't stand that bullying futa-bitch! I can't vote for anyone who'd fuck Shelena.” Ginny's green eyes narrowed. “You wouldn't fuck her, right?” “That futa-cunt?” I said, shuddering in disgust. “Hell, no.” “Good,” said Ginny. “Let's use the A/V Club. I just joined, and Candice has the key.” “Of course you're a member,” I said, glancing at Candice. “What does that mean?” Ginny huffed. This happened nearly every morning and I got hard every time. "So it wasn't you that watched me Play with myself?" Ok, let's move along to a good part and then I want you to read the words for me with a lot of enthusiasm, OK?" Rather than feeling shame looking at the mess of blue and white vomit or the tear stricken face of his sister, he felt pride. She seemed to find what she was looking for and started pressing the plug against a particular spot that gave me significant pleasure. It was Hardcore hectic with so many women in the house. When she had a steady rhythm going, he took his hand out of her hair and let her do it all by herself for a long moment while he praised her. Pushing her legs wide apart on the bed, I whistled and the Rottweiler jumped up. Her hands looked delicate as they peeked out the sleeves. His body is built for football, but he passed up a football scholarship because he wanted to show his family he could make it through school without all the alumni help that comes with a sports scholarship. I figured that I couldn't leave my big DSLR camera sitting out on a tripod, as that might spook them. He put his hands on the back of my head and began to thrust slowly into my mouth pushing a little deeper each time, making my eyes water and making me drool all over him. I leaned forward and kissed his head; he throbbed in my hand. I saw some boys, well, men ahead around a bench having fags. The general looks at indian me shrewdly, and even more carefully he says, “Your beauty has only added to the attention you receive. That would be nice. "You really want it, don’t you?" Asleep moments later, the lost hours of rest had finally caught up to her. Warning, warning, data cube exposure approaching dangerous levels. She tried to move away but he held her head down. Still freaking out, he couldn't help but feel more aroused knowing his situation got slightly more real. I continued to take my shower for a few more minutes and clean myself off and I shut off the water and stepped out onto the bath mat. “Nah, I might head off soon,” I replied. “Do it!” she insisted. Serah stood, still looking uncertain. heard the clicking of high heels against the floor and started to shake that was never a good sound. I spread my thighs, my futa-cock thrusting up, revealing my soaked, blonde bush. "They are quite plump," agreed the herdstress. One huge branch had deformed and was growing out from the tree parallel to the ground and three or four feet above the ground. she unzip my pants and took out my cock and stroke it. That got me thinking about later tonight. I talked about this in class while expressing my distaste for Mayor Wright's politics. Apparently, that was not the response she was wanting. Instantly she replied, “Good morning Vally, wow you waked up early. It shined a small radius around me, amateur allowing me to see what was right behind me and before me, but nothing else. > > > She smiled and asked me to come in, she stepped back as I walked thru the door, letting the door close behind her, she asked for the total and I was tempted to say "free" but went ahead and said Thirteen dollars and twenty-seven cents.