His limp cock was wrestling on my buttocks. With one hand he started pressing my stomach and with another hand he started pinching my nipples. I loved...the feeling of his body under running hot water of the shower. The feeling of hot water and his hand massaging my tummy and boobs were making me wet from the inside.His hand on my tummy was slowly moving towards my lower belly. By now I figured that avi had a navel fantasy, and he always plays with my deep round navel. Even I get really turned on. To me, it’s like no other place on Earth. When I went there, Mount Washington Institute of Technology was a rather small private school. Only six thousand students. Barely enough for a solid undergrad program. They added graduate studies the year I enrolled as an undergrad, after a thirty percent increase in the student body. Isn’t that nice? The school underwent a period of expansion while I went there, especially in the sports programs. The Mount Washington Institute of Technology Department. ".I could not refute anything she had said. I could not go back to my oldlife and I was not about to lose all of the goodwill I had built up withLady L. over an argument I could not win. With tears flowing freely, Isigned.One week later, at the 'urging' of Lady L., I reluctantly said myfarewells to Laura, Marc and Darius as they left on the nicest boatstill at the dock. "Goodbye, Mistress Laura, I love you and thank youfor everything you have done for me." I had to say this even though Iknew. It's especially empty late on a Friday night. I was alone, and had driven from southern Connecticut almost non-stop. By the time I came upon the Clifton Park rest area I had to piss, but I decided to pass it by and hold on for the next 25 miles. I'd stop at the Glens Falls rest area; holding my piss helped keep me awake, and it made my dick hard; I always like feeling a little horny. When I pulled into the Glens Falls rest stop only one other car was there, not even a trucker. I walked into the.