She stood up again but I could hear her softly whimpering. She never complained or asked me to stop but she assumed her position bent over the arm of...the chair.Another solid strike, her knees buckled but she stood. A fourth (my hand was stinging enough that I had determined that would be the last before we left the room) and she dropped again. Same as before, she cried and stood back up whimpering; she even reassumed her position. I stood her up and told her that we were done for now. She. Now I was the one staring down her blouse as she bent over. Her cleavage was always amazing, but I've never seen this view of it. She put the book on her desk and then stood up to lock the door, pulling the shade down as she locked it."You know, Jim, I can think of better ways to get your grade up," she said as she walked slowly back toward me. She rubbed my bulge and gave it a squeeze. "I see you and all the boys staring at me during class. I think you're a little hottie! You're not the only. You feel like showing what a big man you are by picking on a useless cripple too? Well, go on, push me around again if it makes you feel better.’ By this time the young woman had rushed past Carl and was kneeling beside the man. She reached out toward him and he turned his wrath on her once again. ‘Damn you, why don’t you just leave me alone? I don’t need your sympathy or your help. I’m a damn cripple and nothing you or anyone else can do will change that. At least let me have a few drinks in. On the way back to there house they asked us if we'd ever been with another man. And I was scared at first, because I didn't want to scare off my friend.That was until he blurted out that he's wondered what my cock tasted like, and how it would feel up his ass since we were k**s.Thank you liquid courage! We finally got back to their place and we started off kissing the girls, rubbing their nipples and pussies through their clothes and they were getting wet, they both looked like they had pissed.