The men in front were too scared to turn their heads. A fewyelps were coming from behind, and he wondered if they were all goingto be spanked anyways....Someone jerked his head forward, grabbing aroundhis neck, and placing something so that he could feel a tighteningaround his throat.Looking down Frank pulled up what appeared to be a light pink collar.Frank lifted the little gold heart at the end. Stamped underneath itwas his name. Or at least what appeared to be his name. "Frankie-kins?"He. I froze to the spot but my cock keeps pumping out all by its self, thick creamy cum spurting out and forming a gooey mess on my mom’s hairy fanny. My cock began to soften in my hand and that is me done, hardly a stroke pulled but what a lot of cum I have left.Catching my breath and not wanting to wake mom, I stop where I was, looking at the beautiful sight in front of me. It’s not long before I am hard again, caused with touching her fanny and stocking covered legsAll I want is to feel my cock. Up the stairs ... mmmmmm ... right here with Sylvia."I had successfully gotten him all the way up to where the other four couples were standing with Sylvia, the emcee. He wasn't exactly enthusiastic but he wasn't running away, either. Sylvia looked very happy with the "volunteers" that were going to compete. And the girls on stage looked ecstatic over the whole situation. I was!Two camerawomen with professional quality video cameras took up positions on either side of the stage, and a moment. Some cars pulled off because of the bad weather. My good old Golf kept on chugging along. It handles pretty well in slippery conditions. Dad chose well when he picked this car for me.I pulled into the small parking lot near Hartranft Hall when I got to campus. I needed three trips to carry everything upstairs to my room. I knew from the full closet that Damian was back already. He wasn't around – I assumed he was over at the Lasch Building hanging with our friends. I took my car back to the.