Dinner is Chinese delivery and we snuggle together watching another action flick. Surprisingly I'm apprehensive when the film ends and it's time for b...d. I follow behind her as she heads upstairs. I'm a deer in the headlights, a lamb to the slaughter and I'm more turned on than any time in my life.Instead of heading to her room, I follow her into her parents' room. Noticing the questioning look on my face she says. "I thought we'd be more comfortable in here tonight."My brain starts racing.. I floated down the hallway beside her after that kiss. My self-control slackened and a line of futa-cum dribbled down my thighs. My bare feet padded on the floor while her heels clicked. It was quite in the halls with classes going on.We reached her class and she opened the door.“Thank you, Ms. Rowbottom,” I said and stepped into thunderous applause.“There she is!” cheered Liese, the busty, blonde futa was on her feet, clapping hard. I remembered her fucking me during the gangbang. “There’s our. " In my place, how would you feel?"He shook his head and left Mr. Jones and I. Jones reached into his jacket and brought out a very nice looking, very old .32 caliber semi auto pistol. He handed it to me, butt first."The only safety is the back strap. Tighten your grip and the safety releases."I examined it carefully. "This thing's a museum piece, and I mean that in the finest sense of the term."I popped the clip out and shucked the shells free, laying them on the coffee table, and reinserted. "So? How was it?" She asked and I frowned at her, giving her a confused look. "Whatever could you mean?" I asked and I went over to the Peck Deck, setting the weights to 185 and I began to pulled the arms of the machine, over and over again. "Don't be silly. I know you guys did something-" Nothing happened Shyla, stop fanticizing." I snapped and she stopped talking and nodded. She sat down at the Bicep Curls and began to life 50 pounds. "Okay everyone, switch partners, time to get a chance to.