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Suddenly a new guy was beside the bed, fist bumping his friend while the blonde scooped the very last drops of cum out of Lauren.

“Cmon,” he gestured to Lauren, who stalked after her next prey. After pushing into the room across the hall, the frat President’s loft, he finally turned back to the curvaceous intruder. “I thought you’d want an apology, but this ain’t about noise anymore. I assume you pulled stuff like this back in college and wanted to relive those years.” Lauren blushed scarlet under the president’s piercing look.

“Well, if that’s what you want, you can be Psi Phi Gamma’s house whore. Although, there a few more things to test before you are granted the lofty title. See. I know you like your mouth and pussy pounded. I’m going to test that phat ass of yours.” He closed the distance and said, “on your knees.”

Lauren had long since surrendered to her sexual fantasies, but the president’s blunt words and expression caused her body to flood with adrenaline and a desperate desire to fulfil his wishes. As she fell to her knees, she imagined the school sluts trying to please this stern leader, but lacking the body and experience to please him. But Lauren wanted nothing more than to be this frat’s whore.

Before he could say more, Lauren sprung his cock free and plunged it deep in her throat. She wished she had confronted the frat sooner, considering the hidden whore they’ve unlocked. She sputtered and gagged on his impressive young cock, while he grabbed fistfuls on her scarlet hair and forced himself deeper. Through watery eyes, Lauren looked up at the President. He smiled when their eyes met and grew only more forceful, but that’s what Lauren needed.

He lingered with Lauren’s lips pressed against his base and her throat warming his tip and gasped when she opened wider to lick his sack. “Oh fuck,” he moaned before wrenched her off. “I can’t believe there aren’t dudes showing up at your house every night. You’re incredible.”

Lauren beamed with pride as he lay her on his bed and climbed on top, sliding into her wet and well worn slit. She moaned and snapped her limbs around him, digging nails into his back as her thick thighs latched him deep inside her snatch, but he didn’t mind as he stroked into her inviting wonderland.

“The boys told me what they did to you, but really watching you with my VP, I wanted to Fuck you so badly,” he grunted. “My frat’s curvy free use whore.” Lauren could barely process as each stroke set off explosions in her mind. All she wanted to do was to cum on his cock, over and over.

Finally, he flipped her into all fours and she knew her real test was coming. He bent to spit on and finger her asshole, but Lauren moaned, “fuck, gimme your cock.” He laughed as he pushed into her tight hole.

Lauren gasped as the frat boy enthusiastically speared her ass, but she took all of his manhood. He spanked her ass and called, “fuck, you can take it all.” As he began to stroked between her jiggly cheeks, he moaned, “yea, I could get used to these Fuck holes.”

Lauren buried her face in his sheets, her asshole taking its manhandling and sending pleasure eruptions through Lauren’s body. She plunged two fingers into her dripping cunt and synced with his rhythm until the rest of her body convulsed.

The sounds of his grunts and their bodies clapping together mingled with her shrieks of delight. Lauren was thoroughly overwhelmed, but the president’s endurance finally gave out, as he pumped spurt after spurt into her tight, slutty hole.

Lauren collapsed onto the bed and flipped enough to see the president’s cock approaching her mouth. “Clean me off and I’ll find more cocks for you.” Lauren opened wide and accepted him into her throat one last time.

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