#Part 1: The Setup
Everybody drank back then, it was part of the college experience. James drank maybe a bit harder than the norm. He also liked to fuck harder than the norm.
He had Maths203 with this girl Marie. He liked to look at her and imagine what it’d be like to pull her long brown hair, specifically what it would be like to pull it when his cock was wedged far up her ass.
He’d known her since the first days of college, and he’d never known her to have a boyfriend, or girlfriend. He wondered if she’d ever been fucked the way a bitch deserved. He doubted it. He wanted to remove that doubt.
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Her Skype rang. It’s what co-eds did back then.
“Hey James, what’s up?”
She expected he just wanted help with his homework.
“Well nothin’s up… yet… but could be. You busy? I could use a bitta help…”
*Yep, he’s stuck on the Matrix maths again, poor boy…* she thought.
“No worries, I’ll be over in a bit… Door open?”
“Yep. Lock it after maybe. I’ll just be waiting for you…”
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