The poking didn’t stop and I heard that familiar soft voice calling my name in a sing-song fashion. I groaned again, louder this time in hopes he wo...ld understand my frustration, but he kept on doing it and later than sooner I rolled back onto my back and opened one eye, glaring at the pestering hottie. ‘Alexander, I’m trying to sleep.’ ‘Carla, it is now one in the afternoon. It’s also a sunny Saturday.’ ‘So? Let me rest in peace.’ ‘No. Now sit up or I’ll keep poking the hell out of you.’ I. ”Barb looked him directly in the eyes then said, “I’m twenty-two years old and a full-time graduate student at Loyola University in Chicago. My field of study is in Community Counseling, I hope to work for a non-profit organization that deals with both the homeless and victims of rape. Most of my tuition is covered by scholarships; I work part-time as a proofreader and editor to pay my living expenses. Kevin has been my boyfriend for seven years and we met when we were doing volunteer work for. Could hear Lucie moaning loudly thru the walls. He loved knowing it was his big, fat thick cock making her howl. For all his outward lack of grace, Gary knew how to fuck.By now Gary was starting to feel his cum beginning to stir. It was time to get her into breeding position. He released her from the frame, unlocking her helmet and cuff restraints. He shut the machine off and released the suckers. Lucie's tits were leaking all over the place as he got her up onto her feet and led her, arms. It was humiliating. It was wrong. But fighting it was useless.And if I didn’t get myself off, I thought I would explode.I found an extra blanket and pillow in “my” closet on the top shelf. I retrieved them, and set up an area on the floor. It wasn’t the bed, but it was better than some places I endured before the WfD shelter. I remembered the second vibrator in my mini dresser and retrieved it as well. That might help me get over the hurdle that was keeping me from achieving release.When I got.