Tamika wants her own pleasure

She stood in front of him completely naked besides a pair of white socks. Her smooth wet bald pussy looked so tantalising. It was completely shaven, not a single hair in sight, Tamika probably had recently waxed it.

She hopped back up on the bed, straddling his chest.

“Now, before you’re going anywhere, I need my wet juicy pussy serviced. When I in cuff you, I expect you to stay still and lick me out until I cum on your face. Is that clear?”

"No, I can not."

"What?! Are you a fag? No man rejected it when I offered my pussy."

"No, it's not that. Your pussy is beautiful, you are stunning, but..."

"But what, your bastard?"

"I like someone else. It's not my girlfriend, but I like her."

"You invade my room, try to steal my panties, and you don't even want to lick me? Get out of here, before I regret and call the police!"

Mark quickly got off the bed and moved over to his clothes. Unluckily for him, Tamika wasn’t going to wait for him to get dressed, “Pick them all up,” she said, holding her hands at his back.

She pushed him out towards the door.

“Wait wait no! No! Can I at least put my pants on first!”

Tamika unlocked the door and opened it up, pushing him straight out.

Mark heard a giggle from down the hallway from another Westmere girl. He quickly threw on his underwear and pants and then started to get the hell out of the building.

Not wanting to be caught again, he didn’t bother waiting to find anyone else, Mark ran straight off campus to where they had parked the cars.