The semester was nearly ended. Over the last eight weeks, Ned had met his minimal responsibility of two heavy-duty fuck trainings with each of his twe...ty assignees. This remaining week was his opportunity to simply enjoy the intimate company of his favorite coeds in a more relaxed and playful atmosphere. Ned took a moment to contemplate today’s possibilities. He mulled each offering, paying attention to whether any of today’s visions had twitched his dick. One image shot a quick swelling to his. "Sorry, darling...wrong bathroom." My face goes crimson. I'm actually beingkicked out of the men's room? A strange feeling runs through my body, likea shiver."Is wrong room?" I ask. In this situation, my foreign accent mightactually help here."Yes," he nods, grinning. "This. Is. Men's. Room." I actually find this alittle insulting. I'm not simple, you ignoramus. But at the same time,there's something unbelievably embarrassing about this that...turns me on? Istart to feel the twitching in my. “Then beg.”“Please.” The word came easily as she moved her hands out to touch him for the first time. He raised an eyebrow as she reached for the zip of his overalls but did not stop her shaking fingers in their mission.“Please what?” “Please fuck me. Here, on the sofa. Make me yours.”“Take out my dick.” He grunted as he held her gaze, watching her pull the zip to the end of its runner. The seeping head of his cock already nudging at her fingers, begging for its own release. His flesh was hot,. “Why our parents decided to waste time with you I will never know.” I swatted at the arm pushing me. Just moving my arm hurt.“Up!”I rolled upright slowly and swung at him, but he danced out of the way. I muttered a few things and stood up. I wandered off to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and showered. As I headed back to the bedroom to change, I ran across my father in the hallway. “I’ve seen bodies down out Melnick’s that looked more alive than you.” Melnick’s was a large funeral home on.