It was a nightmare. The whole curriculum was based around athletics and outdoor activities. It was designed for future Olympians and college athletes....From everything he could see, it wouldn't challenge him intellectually, and it would be humiliating to be surrounded by mega-jocks, all of whom would be bigger and stronger than him.He glanced jealously at the flyer his twin sister was examining. It advertised the giant library, literary societies, and a teaching staff that was 90% PhDs. She. You are leaning against the bedroom wall at the perfect height as I grip your slender waist and begin pumping ever deeper. You look over my shoulder and see in the dressing-room mirror that my naked ass is thrusting relentlessly which turns you on hugely.Already on the brink of a quaking orgasm, you press down ever harder on my steel-like rod until the edge of your erect clit rubs against my rock-solid shaft, creating thrilling friction. Your gorgeously rounded rear is slapping against the cold. He was in their hands, in their control and out of control at the same time. He had no choice in the matter, the only question was when he would come. He was so aroused he thought it might hurt, thought he might explode, thought it might never stop.When he did come, it seemed to take forever, becoming a new kind of pain, feeling so sensitive he dared not move but could not stop the involuntary spasms.The two women seemed to sense his agony and relaxed, Candy eventually rolled Marsha off him and. My Dad commented on the storm at breakfast, and then he was off to work, leaving Mom and I alone. I felt strange, knowing what she'd done for me the night before, but now it was morning, and in the daylight of day she looked the same way she always did, caring and efficient, Mom the authority figure.She cleared off the table, and pouring herself a cup of coffee came and sat down by me at the table. Turning to me and smiling, she asked, "How did you like what happened last night Honey, after the.