" It was striped and dappled from all the nails visited upon it. She brushed the backs of her fingers up and down on it. "Did the mean women hurt you ...own here? Aw. Let me kiss it to make it better."She gently placed her lips on the cock, kissing up its length. Pleased to hear him inhale sharply. Once she reached the large head, she wrapped her lips around it. Started to lick and suck. He moaned as she did this. His tied legs twitching. Getting so rigid! Breathing heavily.The nice piece of meat. I’m losing my mind. Reality is bending under the pressure of my life.I’m not sure how to stop it from breaking.Except to prove it’s real. I avoid Basya until the afternoon class. She wears a scarf, thick and red. Hiding the place where I left a bruise? Or just protecting herself from the cold?I ignore her raised hand. It annoys Basya to be ignored; the hard line of her lips deepens when I praise the idiotic answers I’ve pried out of the boys in the back, who have barely read the cliff notes of. Raikins would be coming by later. Ihadn't realized just how conflicted that would make me. Sure, I wantedthe company, but I was quickly realizing just how hot he made me, and Iwasn't sure I could control myself in his presence. Much less, if hemade a move, I knew I wasn't likely going to resist him. That only mademe question myself more. Did I want to put the moves on him?I shook off the question for now, and went back to picking out myclothes. I decided to keep it relatively simple. A basic. Gary was standing at the foot of the bed, his prick completely erect. I remember noting as he spread the shiny lubricant over it that it had never look so swollen, the head purple with passion. It literally gleamed in the soft lamplight. The others sat around watching, fondling each other. I sat in a chair at the foot of the bed. Gary was between me and Carla.Since our last encounter with Gary, Carla had, on several occasions, spoken to me of her regret that Gary had not fucked her ass in New.