I was only about 300 feet down the trail when I realized my mistake. It had been raining heavily a few days earlier, then a small snowfall and I could...see the tracks where some offroaders had been making mud runs, that hadn’t been there when I was last here. As I put my foot to the floor to let my big knobby tires dig in and get me up on top, something snapped and the engine revved wildly. The driveshaft, I knew. I felt my truck roll heavily to the right and settle. I was so deep into the mud I. " I'm just gushing. I've got my legs spread wide and I pushing my ass up to meet you smacks."Nine." Without warning your push your fingers back intomy slick pussy and just a quickly as you pull them out. You pump in and out a couple times and then rub my slick juice all over my ass, lips and the back of my thighs.And then smack."Ten." Gasp."Eleven." I'm going to cum. I am so close."How many more little one?" you ask while rubbing my very red ass."Four, Sir, four more. I'm so close to cumming. As you enter the room you look around to see if I am there but there is no answer. You anticipation rises as you see the layout of the room. A large four-poster bed sits in the center, surrounded by candles that gently flicker their warm glow over the covers, making the bed that much more inviting. The letter says very specifically that nothing will happen until you are ready, which means laying on the bed wearing nothing but a blindfold and having the music on the cd playing. You strip naked. I just hoped she wouldn't see through my 'mourning' act when it happened. She was pretty damn perceptive.The first class of the new term was our non-pre-med class, 'Western Civilization.' I went early to claim two seats for us in the center of the second row, but was pleasantly surprised to find her already there, sitting in 'our' usual lecture hall location.She was wearing the same orange UT sweatshirt she'd worn when we were grading papers in Chattanooga. Was it a subtle but calculated.