If she was telling the truth then... why us? What were they doing? Whoever THEY were?I went to bed, but couldn't get her out of my head, I had touched...a breast, I mean a real live breast! I couldn't stand it any longer, my cock was stiff and wouldn't go down, I had to rub it again. I kept picturing Kate pulling her tee-shirt over her head, showing me her breasts allowing me to touch her, and feel her, and, and, AND.My release surprised me, it felt so good, I was so sleepy; I just laid back on. The boy tore into the food like he was starving, and Sally beamed at him as he gobbled down the food. Nothing pleases a woman more than to see a man dig into her cooking.The boy was so hungry that he ate a second helping before he slowed down enough for us to ask his name. "Jimmy Bradford," he answered as he stared at Jane. Of course, she was staring right back, so I guess that made it all right. It was obvious that the two teens were taken with each other, and neither Sally nor I were upset,. When he was close enough he reached out and touched the figure’s shoulder. ‘Excuse me, Miss. Can you direct me to the Admissions Office?’ She stopped. She turned on a dime. Eamon found himself looking down at an angel, blue-green eyes, blonde hair framing a perfect face. Eamon thought, ‘Oh, yeah! Life will be good at New Man U.’ The girl said to him, ‘Honey if you can’t find the Admissions Office by yourself you’re at the wrong school.’ Eamon was a bit taken aback. Her melodious voice and. His footsteps growing closer and closer, making my heart race, and my head spin. I wanted him so badly. No. I needed him. I needed everything he was about to give to me. The door opened and he looked at me with a lustful awe. He wanted me just as badly. He was just as ready for me. He told me not to speak until he asked me a direct question. I wanted to move towards him, I wanted to tell him that I've been a good little whore, waiting patiently for her cockdaddy, but I knew what his rules were.