So I started supporting her in whatever she was saying. Now she knew I was her best friend and a shoulder to cry on. Slowly she started sharing her se... life with me and I was shocked to know that her husband has not fucked her since last four months. I told her it’s shocking that a man is not fucking a babe like her. She told me to shut up and told that she is not a babe. Then I told her that she has been my childhood fantasy and have always dreamt of fucking her. She was shocked to know this. When the bell rang I was declared the winner and the announcer told everyone there would be a ten minute break while they set up the next event. My ropes were untied and as I rubbed my legs trying to get the circulation going in them again a few of the studs told me how much they enjoyed me and what I was able to do on them. I thanked them and told them how much of a joy it was for me to be getting a chance at taking their big cocks down my throat. Just before the ten minutes was up I was. ” she advised me. Of course I knew best so carried on with Carole. It was the fact Carole had to,return home to start her freshmen year at Northwestern University that ended our heated affair for a while, but once she was settled in college she invited me to visit her at home during the Christmas period. It seemed strange getting on a Greyhound bus two days after Christmas to Chicago and getting collected by Carole,s massive Father Sven who clearly did not like me. I was given a bed in their. I had already been walking down the halls to the girls washroom when the bell sounded. The last class was Science with Mr. Goodman and I had asked to go to take a drink at the water fountain. When I arrived at the girls washroom she had looked different. She had changed into a more revealing button up shirt. The buttons were only half done up but there was already cleavage. She now wore leggings that made her tight ass stick out and her underwear lining visible. Her hair was no longer in a pony.