The pleasure was even more enhanced when he took her fastened to the whipping bench by her wrists and ankles; somehow her inability to avoid whatever ...e chose to do to her added to her excitement.Spanking her, however, did not excite her at all. If anything it distracted her from the pleasure she was receiving, even if it was done while he was actually moving forcefully in and out of her cunt at the time. Trembling with trepidation, she very gently tried to tell him that she did not think that. She had to double take as i explained "this is Simon i am trying to steal him for for football" she paused and gave the sarcastic comment of "good luck winning anything with that lot" Simon thanked her for the advise and she made her way through to the kitchen. "so where were we" as i swiftly brushed over Sarah's comment, "kit" Simon said as i regained my train of thought having had a few beers. "let me grab my kit and we can size it up for the manager to order" i proceeded to the bedroom and. When I left she was a dorky kid with braces who could just talk about the next boy band. Now she had grown up in more ways than one. While talking with her about college and her plans for next year my eyes kept falling to her perky breast, which strained against the gauzy fabric of her halter-top. And every time she licked her pouty lips I could feel my cock twinge and thought of all the hearts she must be breaking.That first night, as I lay in my old bedroom, I couldn't stop thinking about how. We had a closet each and a single sink/vanity/mirror. Not large, but functional. It was Tuesday and our winter break was quickly approaching. No classes on Thursday and Friday meant a glorious four-day break from school. Already students were starting to party. People were yelling in the dorm hall, playing music loud and planning which bars to hit later in the evening. Wednesday would be completely unproductive for most, if they even made it to class. I was just getting off the elevator.