She slept but I couldn't.i was noticed her figure from her back nd started rubbing my cock .After sometime I pushed my boxer nd innerwear down slowly ...d pulled my T-shirt up nd fully visible my clean 8 inches cock to her .She was in hard sleep.i covered my face by blanket nd waiting her to wokeup .After sometime she rolled herself my side nd opened eyes .when I saw her she wokeup I suddenly started rubbing my 90degree 8 inches cock.she was just looking my cock whole night.after sometime I slept. The sound of rattling chains dwindled, along with the occasional crack of the flail on a guy’s rump. It sounded like they were being led inside the entrance we were going to use. Justin and I waited in the bushes, time crawling past us. I was counting heartbeats, wondering what we should do. Should we head inside? Should we stay here? How long would it take for Krystal and her horde of girls to realize we’d escape the classroom?They would flood the school looking for us.“We got to move,” Justin. They saw no reason for going.They weren’t even willing to give Sally a wedding present. It was as if the young woman didn’t really exist as far as they were concerned. They didn’t love her and they didn’t hate her. They hadn’t disowned her. In a way, they had never claimed her. Sally was just nothing to them. Betsy had once heard the term, ‘depraved indifference,’ and she’d had no idea what it meant. Now she did.After meeting her parents, Betsy was surprised that Sally hadn’t acquired more. I'd been suffering with flu and I was home through the day when the door bell rang and I was greeted by my landlord with a smile on his face. He was probably in his mid 50s I would say, a large framed man but not fat and you could see he'd been handsome in his day. He still had 'that look' in his eye and I could feel his eyes on me from the instant I opened the door. The only name I ever knew him by was Mr. Robertson (I've changed it for this story) but I was about to learn a lot more about.