Thisincluded various women and their breasts danced up and down in time to the music. Theair was heavy with the smell of pot and it's pungent sweet sm...ll was acontrast to that of that outside the apartment.?Kevin was quicklyoffered a drink and it was then that he was introduced to the hostess of theparty. She enquired from Kevin, was he going ok and was he broadminded aboutthe evening. She sensed Kevin's hesitation and poured him a large white wine.She poured herself one too and they both drank. I knew he was serious, but was I really going to do this?I wavered for a moment, torn between a twisted kind of curiosity andthe fact that this was not at all what I'd expected. It boiled down tothe question of whether I trusted the professor and the girls who'dpreviously taken his special classes.I shook my head. There was no use in arguing over it. There was nogood reason to back out now, and I did trust him not to go too far. Iwas sure that I' wouldn't have come here if I'd known this was. She landed hard on the floor but didn't hurt herself too much."Cunt, if you scream you can forget about getting that sluttish cunt of yours filled again," Claire said as she comforted Jennifer's cheek. This of course made Jennifer moan in sexual excitement. The moment afterwards she hit Jennifer's ass with the belt and Jennifer groaned in pain.She tried in vain to get up but the plaster bandages prevented this. After a couple of hits with the belt Claire instead started to hit her with her. Bob ... you almost got me last night.”“I wondered, punkin,” he replied. “That bedtime kiss was awfully promising.”I never thought a drive home could drag on like this one, but finally we’re in the carport under the house, the gate’s closing behind us, and Bob’s following me up the stairs.I unlock the door.“You don’t go walking through it this time,” he said, opening it. He scooped me up. I squealed.“How positively archaic and sexist,” I said.“Archaic? I didn’t drag you in by your hair. And.