Chapter #5Try More Out On Tasha by: Unknown Tasha coughed repeatedly, spluttering wispy smoke from her lips, ''That ought to break her to this.'', Tasha giggled, before breaking into repeated coughs. ''Let's go!'', Mark beckoned the clone inside Tasha's body to follow him.
***
''Should've known.'', Tasha rolled her eyes, inching closer to Mark. The two of them were inside an abandoned English class shack, a musty smell hung in the air.
''Saves me the trouble of explaining then.'', Mark chuckled, ''Get to work, you!''
Tasha giggled as her hand touched Mark's throbbing dick. Her fingers wrapped around the shaft, she could feel it simultaneously growing, firmly, her grip glided backwards and forward rythmitically. ''Oh god....'', Mark groaned. Cum spurted on the ground, much to the amusement of the clone.
''No wonder Sandra left!'', the clone exclaimed, referring to Mark's ex.
''Dude...'', Mark adjusted his breathing, ''I wasn't ready...''.Of course Mark was lying, he did not expect that the clone was able to make him cum as quick as that.
''Be quiet!'', Mark whispered as he heard the sound of footsteps and conversation noises outside the small shack. Quickly zipping up his trouser, he and the clone hid themselves behind a pile of planks. Between the gap, Mark could see three guys and three girls entering, although he was not able to make out the conversation they have.
''Holy crap.'', Mark muttered as the girls began to strip and flung themselves willingly to the guys who had been waiting. Groans and unintelligible moans filled the whole room. The scene repeated itself again and again, until the group finished. Mark saw one of them left the shack, while the others seemed to be knocked out on the floor. An eerie silence filled the room, but before he knew it, Mark inched closer and closer, much to the worry of his clone who stayed behind.
''Holy crap.'', Mark muttered again as he saw the state that the girls were in, there were cum everywhere on them. One of the girl was black, another looked asian and the last one looked like his goth friend, with bustier boobs. Mark could not care less about the other two guys. The floor was stained with crusting cum, quickly, he beckoned to his clone, and they made their speedy exit, just in time as one of the guys began to stir.
As Mark ran away from the shack towards the main college building, he caught sight of the guy who left the shack earlier watching the girls' basketball team's practice. Puffing and panting, he turned to Tasha. ''Running with these is a pain.'', she huffed, cupping her boobs.
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