It was the first Christmas of my life I'd decided not to spend with my parents back in Yuba City.What luck to have been roomed with a rich boy in the ...orms. But Luke was not some old money dickhead. He was a genuinely fun guy with whom I'd spent the first Semester of college bonding over long, stoned conversations and late drunken nights. He recognized his privilege and had used it to get the best education possible. Despite how handsome he was, and how naturally cool and gregarious he came off. .I began to get wet and hot and felt my anal ring begin to loosen...... Atthe same time hishand began to pull on my hard on and then it happened....Pulling my pants to the floor around my ankles , the intruder moved tight behind me and as heslowly pushed my head forward , I felt his hands pulled my tight and firm ass cheeks wide apartas they would go.... He then moved tight in behind me and with his knees , spread my legs slowly wide apart, whispering in my ear, I heard a deep male voice. Emerging back into the road, dragging the would-be rapist behind her, she administered a thorough and painful chastisement to the wretched youth, soon reducing him to bleeding and broken-nosed unconsciousness. She was a big girl, as I have said before, some five feet eleven inches tall and this fellow was three inches shorter than she, scrawny and feeble with it. Add to this her extreme, superheated anger, and the youth's immediate prospects were poor to say the least. She tossed his. "I saw that you were watching me while I was touching myself," Beth said while unbuttoning Mary's nightgown. Amelia could feel that Mary was afraid to say anything out of the fear her words could stop the woman's action."I should point out that we have our own set of rules within these walls that you should know about, and the first one is that what happened here stay here. If you feel the need to touch yourself, go right ahead because we all do it from time to time. Over time, you will catch.