Using my right hand I guided his gorgeous cock toward the opening to my honey pot. I eased myself down upon his cock and felt it begin to slip deeper ...nto my ass. I began to move slowly up and down on his cock, seemingly taking it deeper with each downward motion. The pace of my bouncing increased and he began meet each bounce with thrust of his own. He forced his cock as deep up into me as he could manage while I rode him. I wanted to feel his cock even deeper inside me so I quickly. I looked at him."Ok, this is becoming a nightmare. If I don't get out of here right now, I promise that when I do, my first stop is my attorney's office. Then we'll go to court to file a breach of contract, false imprisonment, medical ethical violations, and whatever else my attorney can think up between his office and the court building," I said grimly.The doctor threw up his hands. "Fine, Mr. Wilshire. I will have to report this to your controller, though," he said, as if that was going to. But not in Switzerland.Switzerland wasn't too far south but it had border crossings. In the past year, the border had been closed seven times for as long as three days. The University students who were taking the cheap way by living across the Rhein in Kreuzlingen, Tägerwilen or Gottlieben and biking or boating to Konstanz missed too many classes and had to repeat the year. The Swiss were generally cooperative but, alerts happen, and the borders closed. The Swiss were neutral and determined to. I unrolled my bedroll in the boys’ room in the church basement before supper. Dustin walked in alone with his belongings and put his bedroll just two inches to the right of mine. “Mind if I sleep here?” he asked. “No of course not.” I thought it was pretty odd that he wanted to sleep so close to me in such a large room and we weren’t even good friends, but I didn’t overthink it at the time.After supper it was lights out as we had gotten in pretty late. Once we were checked on by a chaperone and.