Finally, I remember just before class began, I was sitting at a desk, organizing my notes when I heard someone clear their throat to get my attention....I looked up and saw a gorgeous coed dressed to tease looking at me with an air of superiority."You're in my seat", she stated simply"We don't have assigned seats in this class" Yes, but I ALWAYS sit at this one", she pouted.I was about to get up and change seats when I saw something ... a glimmer of a smile when she saw she was about to get her. I was lost in this sick feeling of sexual pleasure. The more sex I felt, the more sex I wanted, it was more than want, it was like a need to feel more of it.I could not think, all I could do was feel pleasure. I worked the cock in my mouth until he was so soft there was just nothing else to do but let him go. I just closed my eyes and concentrated on the person fucking me, as he was pouring it on. I wanted him to know just how great he was making me feel.So, I said, "Give it to me, give me that. ART 4 THE PLANTING OF HEAVAN'S SEEDHeavan has her huge tall daughter carry me up to the next floor where there was a special bed constructed with a small pocket that her daughter lay me down into it so my body was sunk down even with the bed ,strapping me in so I could not move or resist what ever Miss Heavan had in store for me , some thing about I being the one for the use ,for what use.Miss Heavan entered the room and sat next to me on the bed and told me what I had been chosen for Com Let's me begin with the true incident of my life aunt Reenu husband is working in Dubai he comes once in 6 months to Delhi that too for 10 or 15 days. Reenu lives alone with her 2 k**s and one them studying in Pune and he is pursuing medical from there and other is also busy in his college. Reenu used to spent lot of her time in my house chatting with my mom and sometimes used to ask me for some help like taking to market.I used to happily agree to that and one day Reenu asked that she want.