” She said. John was my old boss at my job before I got into the fire department. We became good friends during the time we worked togethe.... We used to play racquetball, poker and going drinking together. We also used to have the families together for dinner, at least once a month. About 9 years ago he passed away. That was the last time I saw Maria, at her fathers’ funeral. At that time, she was 20yo and attending college back east somewhere. I always assumed she. But then the day of project submission came near.It was just a week before the project that I asked Sexy about the project and he said hes working on it the next day he came to me saying that he need to discuss something regarding the project and i asked him that wee can do it after the class.our class got over at 4.30 and we went to library to work on project.But to our luck the library closed at 5.30 and we were quite dissapointed as we couldnt do much work pn project.The next day the same. By yanking on each buckle in turn, I felt the straps tighten securely around the cheeks of my bum and between my legs. It took a moment to fiddle the sticky cock into place but I was surprised at how secure and sturdy it felt. I turned to admire it in the dressing mirror and immediately burst-out laughing. For the first time in my life, I had a cock pointing-out from my crotch. The fact that that it was black with and bright-pink knob on the end made it look ridiculous. A skinny, little white. "too bad they didn't come fuck me..." He said as we made out laying on the blanker. "I want to fuck... i'll fuck you..." I said as i got up and put him on his back. His legs open as i took my cock and slid it in his ass while climbing on top of him. Looking him right in the face as i started to fuck him. Letting him know with my eyes just how much i loved fucking him, "Fuck me... fuck my ass... fuck me.." He whispered repeatedly. "Fuck yeah.... fuck that ass with my cock..." I replied. I leaned.