“What?” she asked when I hesitated.“It’s silly, but I feel ... like I am a pretender,” I tried.“A pretender?” she pushed, her eyes showi...g concern.“You look like royalty,” I told her. She smiled, but looked confused.“I feel like I am some peasant pretending to stand next to the princess,” I added with a soft smile.“No my warrior,” she said softly, “You are my shield, giving me solace,” she smiled warmly. She could see that I still felt uncomfortable.“Eric, not every woman get an opportunity to. If she ever does remember who did it to her, the cops better get to them before I do.’ I could see the anger bubbling up from within, her fists were clenched, her knuckles turning white. ‘That’s why I entered the tournament last year. In my mind, if the rapists were students here, there was a chance that they might still be students and maybe one of them entered the tournament as well. That was why I not only wanted to win it, I wanted to punish each guy I faced. I projected the face of her. I looked over at Debra. She was moving around like she could not get comfortable. Just when I was thinking about sneaking outside the tent to masturbate, it started to rain."Damn!" I thought to myself. There was nothing I could do but roll over and try to get some sleep.sleep was impossible. I was just lying there watching the candle flicker. All I could think about was sex! I was going to masturbate right here in the tent...if Debra would just go to sleep.But she didn't. She kept tossing and. I wasastonished to feel his hot mouth closing over my dickhead. The c***d tookalmost the full length down deep into his throat with barely a gag orreflux. When he felt comfortable with that he forced himself completelyagainst my shaved pubes and swallowed my whole prick, which made himcough and gag huge amounts of phlegm around my dick. He didn't give upbut kept compressing his throat muscles around my dick and pulling backand forcing forward again. I was close to coming, but took a handful.