What was happening to Abby Greere near the end of her stay at Dorm D for Surprise Anal Sex Week.
Molly’s eyes widened as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing. In a corner of the room was a small red chair. She could see a woman draped over the arm of the chair while a hairy man of about twenty-five repeatedly yanked his cock free of her ass and then plunged back into it again at full speed. Beneath the sweat, damp hair, and cum, Molly could see a familiar face. It was the dean of the psychology department, Abigail Greere. Despite being the dean, Abigail was only twenty-seven years old. She’d been a star student at her university and one of the youngest doctorates on record. She dyed her chin-length hair bright red, had large soft tits that swayed with each thrust of the cock into her ass, a tiny waist that looked like it couldn’t support her, and a shapely soft ass.
“Hey, Abby, you said we can host Molly here for the rest of the week and next week, right?”
“Yes. Yes, whatever you want. Keep her here and fuck the bitch’s ass until she can’t think. Just please let me have a break!”
“That’s the deal. Bruce, when you’re done, get Abby dressed and show her the door.”
“Sure thing, Sam,” Bruce said as he grabbed Abigail’s waist and started pounding faster.
Sam closed the door and threw Molly over his bulging shoulder again. “She’s been our guest since Monday. Her ass was so tight the first night we nearly used up every drop of lube we had in the house, but now we can fuck her dry - kind of have to if we want to get any friction at this point.”