1. Sandra (Part 2)


    Date: 3/10/2017, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Masturbation, Author: rakithanudes, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    One Tuesday night during the week of mid-terms, my girlfriend, Rena, and I were taking advantage of my roommate being stuck in a long evening lab session to enjoy a nice, leisurely fuck. Rena was on her hands and knees on my bed, her head down in my pillow, while I moved in and out of her from behind in a slow doggy-style. I was getting close to coming, and had just started to pick up my pace, when someone knocked on my door. I froze for a moment, but Rena reached back for me and moaned into the pillow, &#034Tom, don't stop. Fuck me, baby.&#034 I held still for another moment, but then went back to paying attention to her pussy. Just as I started pushing my cock deeper into her again, the knock at the door came again, a little louder and faster this time. Through the door, I heard Sandra's voice, almost sobbing. &#034Tom,&#034 she half-cried, half-moaned, &#034are you in there? I really need to talk!&#034 Even through the door, I could tell that something was wrong, and I pulled my cock out of Rena and turned toward the door. I started grabbing for my sweats and called out, &#034Yeah, Sandra, hang on just a sec!&#034 Rena sat up and spun around on the bed, suddenly furious. &#034Who's Sandra?!?&#034 she shouted. &#034Doesn't matter. Tell the bitch to go away!&#034 I was a little shocked at how suddenly she had changed moods again, but as I pulled on my sweats and tucked my still-hard cock inside, she changed her tone yet again. &#034You know, it doesn't matter. You go to ...
    your little bitch if she's so important. I'm done!&#034 And before I knew it, Rena had pulled on her pants and a sweatshirt, stormed to the door, and pushed past Sandra. I stood there in the middle of the room, wearing nothing but a loose fitting pair of sweat pants and a shocked expression, with my friend crying in my doorway, and pretty sure that I'd just lost my girlfriend. As the sound of Rena's footsteps faded down the hallway, I became aware again of Sandra's now somewhat subdued crying. I turned to her, still a little stunned by Rena's blow-up, and said, &#034Sandra, I'm sorry, I—&#034 &#034No, I'm sorry, Tom,&#034 she cut me off. &#034I didn't know what I was interrupting.&#034 &#034Nah, it's okay,&#034 I lied, badly, &#034we were just studying.&#034 Then Sandra's crying turned to a half-laugh, half-giggle. She pointed at my still-persistent hard-on tenting my sweats and said, &#034Yeah, I can see that.&#034 That pretty much killed the hard-on, and my cock quickly deflated. &#034Okay,&#034 I said, &#034yeah, we were, um, busy. But it's okay. Come on in, what's wrong?&#034 That snapped Sandra back to the reality that had brought her, crying, to my door in the first place. &#034Tom,&#034 she said as she walked in, &#034I'm screwed. I'm flunking two of my classes, and I blew my first three midterms this week, and if I can't get my grades up they're gonna kick me out and I have to go home!&#034 I wasn't sure what to say beyond a trite &#034it'll be okay,&#034 so I just put a ...
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