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I had a private room because I kept complaining about my roommates picking on me. One of them sort of apologized and told me that he didn’t know why he picked on me. He had never done that to others, but there was just something about me that brought it out in him... and nine other guys. I once asked Dwayne why he protected me and he said that I reminded him of his big brother and what he had been like. Nobody in the dorm knew he had a big brother. He never talked about him. It sounded like he was referring to his brother in the past tense, so I asked him if his brother were still alive. He gave me an almost blank look and answered, “Sort of.” I never asked about him again. It was right after Christmas break when I first saw the Ice Queen on campus. I had heard about her and her entourage, but this was the first time I actually saw her. Her real name is Twila Newberry, but everyone calls her TN– pronounced Teen. Behind her back, many of the men– and some of the coeds– call her other things, including “The Ice Queen.” As she walked through the crowd in the main quad, I noticed Hardcore that Dwayne and his friends, even though they made a lot of jokes about Teen, seemed to steer clear of her and the five young women who scampered Non Nude along behind her like some sort of royal court. As she approached me in the crowd that day, I couldn’t help but think, “Queen Teen.” She walked like royalty and the crowd parted in front of her indian to let her and her entourage glide past. After that day, she seemed to be everywhere on campus... or at least, she seemed to be where I was a lot of the time. Often she and her court would push past me in the crowd at a game or in the rush into or out of one of the buildings just before or after a class. When that would happen, she would always stare at me for just a second as she passed by. It was a very scary stare– like a mongoose would give a small bird just before devouring it. Her almost black eyes seemed to bore right through me even if I didn’t meet her stare. I was always shaking slightly with fear long before the first of the girls of her court walked past me. The girls were different. They didn’t scare me. Most of them just smiled slightly at me as they walked past. Maybe the Ice Queen’s court didn’t scare me because they were so much different from her. They didn’t have her black eyes... or her black skin. All of them were very fair-skinned... almost as pale as me. And they all had light eyes. They weren’t all blue-eyed blondes, but even if they were brown-eyed, it was a very light brown with traces of green around the edges. And their hair was all the same shade as mine or lighter. The Queen’s court– I liked to think of them as her royal attendants or whatever– The Queen’s court always dressed exactly alike in light pink skirts with white pullover blouses, and if needed, a slightly darker pink jacket with white fluffy, fur-like cuffs. Unlike the Queen’s skirt– or pants– their skirts were really short so if there was any wind at all the frilly cloth would blow up and you could see their white satin panties underneath. Maybe they weren’t actually satin, but they were very shiny... and very, very snug. Maybe they were a special kind of spandex or whatever because they formed themselves exactly to the shape of the girls’ cute little butts. Things and events had suddenly got a lot more confusing and complicated. As she reached across, James pulled her tracksuit bottoms down to her ankles. “Yes I am, lead the way.” I started breathing heavily, the noises of her sucking me off were making me crazy. I gasped as she drew her cock back just an inch before thrusting it into my cunt. To which the younger man nodded. She squeezed my tits and slammed hard into my cunt. “I’d love nothing more than for you to kiss me like you want to right now!” Though he disagreed with the direction the High Council had chosen, he knew that Hardcore both he and Charlie would be in danger of exposure or destruction without their best efforts. I didn't want this to ever stop. She was scared and unsure but pretended to have a stern tone in her voice. Lissa flashed that pleasant smile up at me before she responded. The flesh orbs squirted away from his gripping fingertips. Everything again sounded normal. Each piece was plenty tight, but nothing severe enough to dig into the skin indian or cut off circulation. We all went back in the changing area. I think so too,” she said. “Well,” Daddy said, looking at me and beaming with pride, “I popped Missy’s cherry about a week back.” “Johana, yes, yes, yes!” she moaned, her pussy clenching around me. Lips upon nipples, yet pulling at earlobes; tongue exploring, darting into ear and between toes; fingers probing cleft, brushing nape of neck. “Side-project?” Alicia asked from the back seat. My cum began oozing out from between their lips, so both of them stuck their tongues out and began swirling them over the head of my spewing cock. I soon after joined them on the couch and things just exploded from there Melody was the first naked, and Marci soon caught up with her amidst wandering hands Non Nude of all of us three. I moaned so much, rubbing my clit i came. My cock was throbbing at this point. A few seconds passed, and suddenly I felt small wet spots on my neck.