Come to dorm room 212 Elder's. I'll give you a three day load. Shit! Exactly what I wanted! A response. A cock to suck. A load to swallow. Shit, what ...as I going to tell Tasha? That I was just going for a morning milkshake? Then I came up with a plan. I quickly changed into a pair of jogging shorts and a t-shirt and opened the bathroom door and said, "Just going for a morning jog." She called back, "Okay, I need to go back to the dorm. Meet up later today?" "Definitely," I agreed, happy my lie. There was a movement in the row of seats and this same man came and sat next to me again. This time when he touched me I sat still defying myself to move. He pulled my zip down and started to get my cock out from my underpants. I was quite hard almost immediately. He reached over and took my hand placing it on his big cock which he had already got out. This made me as hard as hell and I started to move his foreskin up and down the shank which was wet with precum. Everyone was of course. All the details, the design, that was her thing. The bed was big and soft and just high enough off the ground they would be able to bend her over the edge of the mattress. There was even furniture in the room-a couch a loveseat. All sorts of positions started materializing in his head, each one kinkier than the last. Then it hit him-the bathroom. Some of the conversations he had had with their friend involved his wife dripping wet in the shower, pressed up against the tile letting his dick. He knows I was punished, but not what for. He calls me over to him. I turn and start to walk to him when he points to the ground. I immediately drop down and crawl to him. "Why are you being punished?" "Sir, I forgot the rule of undressing the minute I walk in, I walked straight to Sir and asked for permission to speak without either waiting for his acknowledgment or getting into appropriate position. When questioned, I dropped into position, but still didn't disrobe. Sir asked again and.