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Like clouds and spring rain, she showered my face with soft kisses. It was all I could do to control myself. Flarni usually wasn’t so active. My one nagging regret with letting her have her ‘medicine’ was that she was so withdrawn from everything including sex. I wasted little time getting myself lined up and I swirled my cock across her pussy up and down working her over gently. She clung onto me completely relaxed as I took her. Having her atop me was great and I did most of the work. My cock felt wonderful as it plundered my love. I had to adjust her hips constantly to get it just perfect, but soon I was cumming in my love. The feeling of having her was unequaled anywhere.“Thank you.”Those two word made me feel invincible. I got my own dose of medicine with just that.“Just you and me Flarni…” I whispered knowing she was off again asleep or drugged under. In parting we slid along each other as I rubbed her hair. I fell out as my cock withdrew but she slid along with. The rest of the day her body ached. She was scratched up from the bushes and bruised. She threw on a set of silk lounging pants for the rest of the day and managed to pull it together enough to finish her homework, eat dinner, and go to sleep before Kate came home. All she could think about before bed was what had happened during the day. She felt guilt, she felt dirty, and she felt bad, especially remembering the few times she was actually fucking back against the cock. She was conflicted about that, was it her attempt to get it over with as quickly as possible or was it something else? She replayed the whole scene a million times and wondered what she could have done differently. She was able to come to one solid conclusion: She promised herself to never walk home that way again. The next morning her roommate Kate struck up the guy conversation on their way to campus and after what had happened the day before, she was irritated and curt. Look Kate, I dont want to talk about guys.
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