” Laura didn’t give me much time to think about my predicament, patting the bench firmly. With their help, I managed to seat myself, my bottom nea... the edge so that my pussy was easily accessible, my legs slightly spread. I’d learned my place. I was their whore. “Good girl.” I let out a soft purr as Laura fondly stroked my cat ears, a feeling of satisfaction from her praise warming me. “Now lay down, kitty.” I felt a thrill go through me as Laura ran her hands over my shoulders, guiding me as I. But the most surprising quality was his choice of clothing, he wore a pair of gray sandals and a pair of grey slacks, and that was it. No shirt. I couldn’t keep my eyes off his barging chest. I suddenly longed to be held by that chest, and to place a dozen little kisses on it. WAIT what am I thinking about, I’m not gay!!?The man looked at me with his grey eyes and said, “I am your Uncle Bartholomew, It is so nice to finally see you, Daniel.” I looked at the man with a dumbstruck face. “I think. “Mmmmm my sweet, is it me or the lashings that have made you so wet and sloppy? Now don't disappoint me by cumming before you are given permission.” Unable to speak, your actions, moving back against my hand, tells me. Of course it is me and you understand my wishes.I laugh as I rub my cock against your wet lips. Slowly rotating the head around your clit. Pushing Him up and down the wet throbbing slit of your cunt. This covers me with your hot juices. Then, holding your feet as I push in deep,. ‘I’d like to take you to dinner at a motel in town and book into a room. Curfew here is midnight so we’ll have plenty of time to make whoopee.’ ‘Pardon me Tim but you’ve picked the wrong girl for that.’ ‘Come on Ronica, everyone comes to college to do it and none of us can get enough.’ ‘No Tim and that’s my final word on this. Leave me alone.’ ‘Yes Tim, off you go. Being a coach’s son doesn’t give you extra privileges.’ Veronica turned and saw the guy who had warned off Tim. ‘Butt out whoever.