All day she sat in the hold, sweat pouring from her body, her hair a tangled mess and her thirst became a nagging need, which she forced from her mind... As evening descended her stomach rumbled and growled in protest, and her thirst grew, still she pushed thoughts of quenching water and mouthwatering food from her mind. She had napped throughout the day in an effort to stay awake the night, to fight off the rats that she knew would come. Just as she had known, with darkness the scurrying got. She giggled again. "Thanks." I guess that was a good answer after all. "I could tell you liked them."She was referring to my dick, which started twitching. She reached down and held it again. "Have a lot of girls done this?" Some," I answered.Laughing, she said."Yeah, I'll bet. A lot. They've gotta love this." She was stroking it now. It seemed she was all done exploring, and was enjoying the power now. I wasn't sure if it was the power of my erection or the power she had over it.She was. You see, the $200 is to get the tape we make right now processed quickly so that it will be ready and on my friend’s desk early Monday morning before he sees anything else.”Marci sat back down on the couch as she listened to him explain. Her anger dissipated and turned to dejection.Marci: “I just don’t have it. My college expenses have tapped me out. My parents don’t send me much either.”Marcus: “Well there’s gotta be a way. I just know you’d be perfect. Is there anything you could sell?”Marci:. She reminded of a sexy, shy teacher type. She wore tiny, wire glasses that sat on the tip of her small nose. "Glad to meet you!" she said giving my face a fast look and then back to my cock. "Are you going to split her cherry or not? She needs to loose that thing." Trisha asked. "She's the oldest virgin on campus!" Trisha giggled and caressed Chantal's face."Now that you're here, maybe I'll just do you instead?" I said looking at Trisha and her great, long legs. "You said you were so horny you.