Jamie arrived at his room on the 9th floor just after 20:00, having wolfed down a rich dinner from the restaurant downstairs, put his keycard in the d...or, and entered. He put the latch on the door, and went straight over to his bed. He took off his shirt in the process, and lay with his legs dangling over the edge. Jamie was a skinny boy for his age, with a small but not noticeable amount of muscle and a flat stomach which was covered by a thin trail of hair leading to his groin. His shaggy. Not as though she really expected anything to happen, but still, a glimmer of hope was there. Her life was so uneventful since she came to school, consisting of classes, studying and being alone. She had a couple of boyfriends in the past, but no one for a long period of time. They found her boring. She felt it much easier to keep people at arms length anyway. After her parents died, leaving her a rather sizable inheritance, she always felt self-conscious, even though she did not advertise her. When I got home my wife was all too happy that I was spending time with her dad and encouraged me to go out on Friday night again.All week I was in a state of constant arousal. I barely touched myself and was hard as a rock thinking about getting more of Ed’s cum in my mouth and ass. When Friday rolled around, I was packed and struck out for the cabin immediately after work. When I made the final turn into the property I was surprised to see a truck parked out front along with Ed’s pickup. I. While the details were not important, I found my curiosity, and my lust, demanded to know.“There are men who get aroused from the act of whipping a whore’s tits and pussy and ass,” she said without flinching. “Others like enjoy securing women to the pallets, I can’t call them beds as they are wooden, with ropes or cuffs while playing with their bodies. Some whores get clamps on their nipples and are spanked harshly as the customer takes them roughly from behind.”My brain said that was plenty of.