Everything seemed to have fallen into place for her. She faced a relatively easy time doing her term paper, Jason was there for her, she had $ 1,150 i... purchases coming her way, there was her work for "Socrates' Mistresses" ... yes it all seemed to be working out.Cecilia's confidence in life was very short-lived. The following day she made a mistake that would seriously disrupt the tranquility of her semester and come very close to ending her entire university career.Jason's modeling schedule. “But…” I added. “There’s always a but.”“But...he thinks we’re...separated. And yeah, he’s bringing a friend for Michelle,” she finished, giving me a sheepish grin.“Really? Separated, huh?” My heart sank even further. I sat in the front seat of her car looking down at my clasped hands in my lap, doing my best to keep the hurt from showing.“Yeah, you should try it as well if you’re not having luck so far,” she said, taking a hit from her pipe.“I hadn’t thought of that, to be honest. I’ll give it. Only after a few minutes did I realize that he had stroked himself to fullness at the same time. "BRB.", he said, and he retreated to the bed. He returned shortly with the lube and a condom. By now I had gotten comfortable sitting in the sling. I felt weightless and had the urge to swing like a kid. I didn't, though. I waited patiently. Jason started kissing me again and I was hard in an instant. He put some lube on my dick and stroked me. As he squirted more lube into his hand, I. .I just like, you know? Bigger cocks. Say you understand. Okay?"I totally understood, of course. I'd never labored under any delusion that I was carrying around a big dick. In middle school I'd come to quickly realize that I had not been given anything close to the sort of cocks I saw in the showers, or later at night at home watching porn; and so, when Tara had said what she had said about not wanting to have intercourse with me, it didn't come as much of a surprise.So, as Tara and I began.