Cassidy picks up the two boys

Cassidy’s Honda Civic arrived out the front of the police station to the relief of the boys.

Mark wasn’t apart of the phone call to hear the tone or words of Cassidy on the phone but he imagined that she was certainly not impressed. Hopping into the back seat of the car, he was soon about to find out just how right he was.

“What the hell happened Matt,” she started speaking, “I called you eight times today and nothing, I was worried sick! Then I find out you’ve been arrested by the ducking police, what the hell is going on?”

It took some time for Matt to formulate an answer. He had a very infuriated girlfriend in front of him that wanted some answers.

“We didn’t get arrested. It was just this accident at the pub,” he lied, “Macca got us into a bit of trouble and we tried to run away, we just made it worse.”

Conveniently he missed out the part where he flirted with a dozen girls in the sun of getting their phone numbers. Not to mention the fact that he was the one who threw the beer at the bouncer. Mark sat in the back seat keeping out of it.

“But what about the missed calls, clearly your phone was working, you picked up when you needed a lift.”

“I’m sorry babe, I was just having one of those days where I needed some space, some time away from, that’s why I pushed Mark into coming out for a drink with me. It’s just all this studying and everything, it got to me.”

The more he spoke, the more that Mark couldn’t tell if he was being honest and opening up or if it was all just a big cover up to save his ass.

Whatever it was, it seemed to work, Cassidy was buying it. For the rest of the car ride home, they talked through some things and Matt continued to bare his soul.

That night, Cassidy took him back to her dorm room since it was empty for the night. Mark watched them walk down the hallway before they entered her room.

Cassidy turned her head before entering her dorm room to give Mark a polite smile before entering her room with her boyfriend.

It left Mark alone in his dorm to think about what went down. His thoughts were still with Cassidy, he figured that any chances of going all the way with her were unlikely if Matt kept stringing her along like this.

Unless he could get her to cheat on him which he was ethically against, he may never get to have the full experience with the gorgeous brunette.

In bed that night, he frustratedly wanked himself off. Imagining plowing Cassidy from behind, making her scream in ecstasy.

He thought about Jess. That bloody seductive cocktease, he imagined her sucking him off to completion, allowing him to please her too.

Thoughts of Ali entered his head, grabbing a handful of that magnificent ass, letting her ride him like a horse.

Then Miranda came into his mind. There was just one thing he thought about when Miranda entered his mind, those glorious tits. Oh what he would do to fuck those big boobs, to cum all over her bouncy flesh.

He then thought of Tiffany, arguably the girl he fancied most.

She was standing in his room naked, her beautiful body begging to be pleased.

“Are you going to fuck me Mark,” she said.

“Are you going to fuck my pussy Mark.”

“Make me yours baby, Make me yours.”

Images of that big butt twerking on his dick. That amazing smile teasing him as she did so.

It almost felt real to him for a second. Up until he released his load, cumming all over his own body and bed.

Suddenly he felt empty again as he’s dick began to soften. These girls were doing his head in now.