..he said you are a good cock sucker....He then began to fuck me as cock after cock came through the hole and I sucked and swallowed every bit....but ...he guy fucking me didn't cum....after a dozen cocks he told me I had graduated and could go to the basement...he stripped me naked at the top and led me down to this old smelly basement...it smelt like, piss, cum and smoke. It was totally dark...he guided me through the rooms and I could feel hands reach out of the dark and grab me but he kept. My mind wandered back to happier times twenty-five years previously.I'd just turned eighteen and it was the summer holidays. All my exams were behind me and I had six weeks to waste before going away to university in September. With predicted straight 'A' grades in all my subjects, I'd secured an unconditional offer to read Maths at Imperial College, London.I lived with my parents in a large semi-detached house in a quiet suburb of Reading. My bedroom was at the rear of the house and overlooked. ” I swirled the liquid around and inhaled some of the Esther’s that were released.“Oh, am I doing it wrong?”“Not at all. Would you care for some more?”“Yes please.” and handed me her empty glass.I went back to the kitchen and partially filled a rocks glass with hot water and poured her another brandy. I returned to the living room and sat all this on the coffee table before her. She was sipping her coffee. I placed the brandy sifter at a forty-five degree angle in the rocks glass so the hot. Pleasing and denying at the same time. She spread her legs a little farther. She let the spray linger behind her a little longer. Cleanliness was important. That's what she told herself. But, as always, she was loosing the battle with her primal self. The head of the wand had made its way against her skin, and she was grinding involuntarily against it. Her legs kept grabbing at the wand, pushing it further under her, towards the front of her, where every part of her really wanted it to go.She.