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Another round for Bitch

... between her pussy lips. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened in a sigh. As her fingers made small, quick circles around her clit, her other hand cupped her breasts, pulling her nipples, imagining that it was her anonymous assailants that were taking her again. She came hard and fast, leaning against the shower wall, moaning. She quickly finished washing off, turning off the water. There were no towels she could find to dry off or cover herself with, so she stood in front of the air dryers as much as she could. Quietly, she crept to the door, carefully opening it and peeking out. It was late. Probably just after midnight, based on the stars she could see. Being a deputy for the county that served the state park had its perks. If she could find a phone, she could call Andy to come get her. She just had to find a phone. Dana carefully let the door close, then went to check the office. It was locked. Figures. She checked the rest of the locker room, but found no other phones or anything else that would help her. She tried to remember the layout of the college from the last time she’d visited the campus. It was just outside of town, and did not have campus housing. She was not likely to encounter anyone other than the occasional late studier or security guard. She took a deep breath and stepped out the door. She tried to float the door, not letting it close completely, but with nothing to prop it, the return pulled it closed with a loud ‘click’. She looked around quickly. No one. ...

... So far, so good. She moved away from the building, trying to stay in the shadows as much as possible as she made her way down the sidewalks. She crisscrossed the campus three times without finding trace of a payphone. She had to duck into the nearby bushes twice as a security guard trundled past on his golf cart, and lay flat on the grass once, hoping the gaggle of students didn’t notice her. Two hours had passed since she had left the relative safety of the men’s locker room, and she still had not found a phone. Resigned, she walked to the security office, not bothering to hide. The guard was almost a perfect gentleman. He let her into the office to make her call, sat her down, offered a cup of coffee while she waited for Andy to come. He didn’t offer any covering, though. Nor did he make any attempt to hide his ogling and appreciation for what he saw. She looked around, feeling suddenly very wicked. She got down on her knees under the desk, crooking a finger at the guard and smiling meaningfully. He grinned, sitting in his chair and rolling toward her. Dana quickly opened his pants, pulling out his stiffening cock and began to suck it, stroking it with her hand as she took each of his balls between her lips. He stiffened as she heard the office door open, but shoved his prick down her throat, trying to get him off as fast as she could. She fucked her face with him with all the abandon she felt, not caring about the slurping noises that were coming from under the desk. She ...