My mind tells me to get up, but my pussy tells me to stay, and my pussy is winning. I remain seated, as I feel him pull my panties to the side, and slowly push two fingers into my wet hole. I can't help but moan quietly as he pushes his thick fingers into me.
I look at him briefly and he's smiling, looking right into my eyes as he's slowly pushing into me, until he's knuckle deep in me. My legs instinctually spread wider for his invading hand.
As my legs widen, he smirks and says "Good girl" I can't muster up any words but manage to smile at him. After which he pulls his fingers back out slowly, before thrusting them back into me. I moan, slightly louder. My mind goes back to that girl in the front of the car. Can she hear us? She must be able to hear us. Does she know what we're doing? She must, she's a college girl, she's most likely heard plenty around the dorms, not to mention from herself.
My minds racing, I don't even hear him talking to me, as he fingers me. He repeats himself "Is this your first time with another man?"
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