(This was true, but I was also concerned what it might do to my reputation if I were to be seen with her.) She said that she understood and invited ...e over to her room. What could I say? I really felt sorry for her and after all, I was always taking advantage of her back-rubs.I took a shower, shaved, and got dressed in the best clothes I had and began the short trek through the snow to her dorm room. When I got there, there was a note on the door that read "come in." I entered the room and. ” with this he thrust his cock into my mouth and forcd me to suck him. he tasted and smelt so bad that i felt like vommiting but he forced my face into his groin. I was surrounded by his thick pubic hair and he continude stroking my face and head.I took my mouth off his cock t take breath and another slap struck my face. Tears came into my eyes and and he started spanking my defenceless bottom recklessly. i felt humiliated and pained as his slaps rained on my buttocks. ” ohhhh please dont hurt. I had my hand wrapped around his dick, and started to jerk him off. He did the same, as I reached round to his bum with my left hand and started to fondle his cheeks. He grinned at me, so I pushed my fingers in-between and started playing with his asshole. He was wet and soapy enough for me to wiggle a finger into him, and as he arched his head back in joy he started jerking me off faster. I moaned, and took my hands away from him as I got onto my knees and sucked his cock for the second time. There were only another few pieces that had to be steam bent for the sled, like the brush bows at the front, and the upper railings. These went more quickly than the runners; Mark heated each one, one at a time, in a pipe filled with water, standing more or less upright in a bench vise, with a welding torch supplying the heat. Pretty soon, though far from done, the dog sleds were beginning to look like dog sleds. Once everything dried out, there was clearly going to be a lot of varnishing to be.