He said, "Thank you, Staci – we love coming here, and you are a big reason for that." They turned one more time to wave at Staci just before the ele...ator doors shut.The limo was waiting for them as they stepped outside following the elevator ride down. The driver opened the door, but this time Charles was there to help Karen in the back seat, which made her feel a little more secure. He climbed in beside her, and the driver shut the door before heading back around the front. They pulled away. ‘You look like you’re about to die. What floor are you on?’ ‘Three.’ ‘Perfect. Me too.’ With that, I took off up the stairs. ‘So what’s your name?’ I asked as the girl followed close behind me. ‘Nicole.’ ‘Hi Nicole, I’m Damon.’ ‘Nice to meet you,’ she replied softly. I could tell she was quite shy. ‘First year?’ ‘Yeah,’ she said. ‘How can you tell?’ ‘You freshmen stick out like a sore thumb around here,’ I returned, flashing her a smile. Nicole smiled a little herself, and turned away slightly. Karen was wearing a long, loose blue denim dress one whose hem was just above her ankles and had small white buttons all the way down the front. The minute he saw her, Jason found himself speculating on how neat it would be to undo all those buttons and discover the wonders he knew were hidden under the loose garment. ‘Sylvia’s up,’ he said as he sat down in one of the chairs at the kitchen table. ‘I wonder what time she got in last night,’ Karen said as she carried a plate with pancakes on it. I can feel my tears but I nod back. I almost scream against when he pushes in slightly but he pulls out more and then he's spreading lube on my ass and the base of his dick. It doesn't hurt quite as bad when he pushes in again. Still really painful but not quite as bad. And then he pushes in again. Slightly. And again. And again. He's right. Eventually it hurts less. Eventually, I start to want more. Now I'm pushing back against him, feeling how deep he is in me. Hearing him grunt. Not hearing.