In history, a degree to be awarded her, assuming she stayed on schedule, about two and a half years in the future. The Class of ’77 would be her cl...ss, but that seemed to her young self to be a long way off.There was something else that Michelle had that Judy coveted: a boyfriend. In fact, Michelle was on her third one. Her first was somebody she started with in her last few weeks at Bayside High School in eastern Queens. By the time Judy had met her in their first weeks at college, this guy. The thought hit her with an emotional thud of conflicting feelings. This was an impossible choice. How could she let him go through the rest of the night without a release of his own? Her desire to please him, to give in to his desires and his needs was strong, as were her own not fully satiated urges. Just as strong as the urge to see him for who he really was. The weight of her choice weighed heavily upon her. Undecided she bit her lip and sank into his chest, overwhelmed she was unable. With a few more swats of my hand he was shooting sperm deep into Claire's asshole. My horny lover was enjoying the feeling of being hosed with his gooey come.My asshole hurt for an entire week and I couldn't get all of Carl's sperm out of me for least three days. I was so embarrassed the next day when I woke up I had my girlfriend Claire take me up into the mountains bind me to a tree and stripe my bare ass with the riding crop, with Carl's come still dripping out of my asshole. After that. I turn on the TV, get up, throw a DVD in the player, and sit back down. As it starts, Jessica starts to lean on me. I look at her strangely, but she just replies with “I’m tired, man, come on.” Ok, then, that’s fine with me. About an hour passes, and then I notice that she’s fully asleep on my shoulder. I slowly get up, and cradle her in my arms, and then I pick her up. She immediately wakes from her slumber and wants me to put her down, so I do. She comes up to me and asks me to sit down. I go.