I gritted my teeth and tried to take it and he pushed in and out. I was crying out in pain and he just kept slamming into me. I tried to take it, to b... a good bitch for this old man whom I suddenly worshipped. I wanted to be his young, hot slut to thank him for letting me suck his hard man cock. But, I simply couldn't. After about 30 seconds I began to plead "ouch, ouch, ouch, it hurts." He kept fucking me ruthlessly though with an angry look on his face. Instead of getting angry at him, I just. Due to the class size, we had to borrow notes quite frequently. Which meant: “Hey, can I see your notes right quick?”I was a generous person. So, I let her look while I checked her out. That day she was wearing a low-cut top, showing her cleavage generously. I peeked at her lower back. Her lace panties were playing peek-a-boo with my eyes. Meanwhile, my paper was back on my desk.“Thanks,” she said, with a smile. I think she knew I was looking. Did she have a voyeur side of her? That turned me. She was more than willing to have sex with him but she said, "I brought some condoms. I think that we should use them so I don't get pregnant."Tommy thought about it for a moment and then he agreed. 'There was more than one way to skin a cat," his father always said. He took the condom packages from her and set all but one on the nightstand. He slid that one into the pocket up his leather vest.They undressed each other, although he insisted that he keep his leather vest on. He took Samantha's. I did not want to be there, yet there was no place else id rather be. so, do you go to the university? i lit a cigarette, for the sole purpose of having something to do with my hands. maybe the nicotine would help to calm my nerves, but i doubted it. i blew the smoke up towards the ceiling, and watched it as it spiraled upward, then disappeared. yeah. he smiled. im studying psychology. i live in the dumpy apartments just off of campus. its not the best place, but it serves its purpose. i.