Why they targeted me suddenly I didn't know.It was two weeks before the end of the school year. I was walking through the hall when a couple of jocks ...locked my way and wouldn't let me pass. I was reasonable, but wouldn't back down and that ended up with them shoving me around. I'm not a big guy at 67 inches tall; I'm not scrawny either. I bike, hike, kayak, rock climb, and even went to the CYA for boxing. I would never be into any of those sports as a professional, but they helped me with. I did as I was told. Meanwhile, I could feel Colin's cum running out of my sore bum. I felt like a dirty slut! Auntie Helen was rubbing her pussy into my face while her husband watched as his cum dribbled out of my sore bum.Finally, Auntie Helen came in my face. I couldn’t like breath at one point for all the rubbing that she did. Auntie Helen didn’t want me there after that. She told me to go back to my room in the loft, I wasn’t allowed to get off too. I staggered out of their room. Turned. "Smart... boys... make... me... SO... HOT!" She managed as she squeezed him as hard as she could with her pussy and threw her hair over his face as the pace increased. "Ohhhh, you're so good inside me. Make me come, Anthony!"Hearing his name on her tongue with such an incredible desire pushed Anthony right to the edge of orgasm. He grunted and pushed hard over and over again into Thursday. He felt a change in her pussy, a sudden sweet slippery pulse just before she screamed her climax. He came. “So, I wanted to tell you something,” Henneler said, and paused for a moment. “In person.”“Alright.” Daymon wasn’t quite sure what this was regarding.“You know next month a delegation from Nordland must perform the Term of Sacred Service?”“Yes.”Henneler cleared his throat. “His Supremacy has commanded that you be among the twelve Nordish servants at next month’s term. I’ll be there, too, of course.”Daymon nodded, and fixed his eyes on the bookshelf behind where Henneler sat. The two men were.