After about 12 hard, fast strokes I stopped. Laura panted for breath, her body hanging across my lap. My erection dug into her left hip. ‘You ok?’...I asked.It took a minute, but she managed to speak. ‘More than ok. But I didn’t tell you to stop. Lay it on. More. Much more.’‘Well, if that’s what you want, let’s get rid of these.’ And I hooked a finger in the waistband of the knickers, pulled them away from her bottom. They were wet at the crotch. Laura lifted her hips slightly to help the. ..” I started.“You can say that again,” from one of the girls. And everybody nodded.“As I was saying, I’m getting weird FEELINGS about the trip. You are college students. You should be learning to think. I want to put it to a vote. Keep going or go back. The question is open for discussion.”“Ooo ... you’re serious.”“I am ... forward or back. What say you?”Arguments were presented on both sides of the question. Debate went on for most of the morning. In the end it was decided to get out of. I wondered how far we would go. I wanted him everywhere. I wanted to feel the big cock pounding in my mouth, ass, pussy, and sliding between my tits. I wanted to be his toy, his slave, anything he wanted or needed I was more than willing. I wanted to please Dom in the worst way. He didn't know it yet, but I had a submissive streak a mile wide. I needed to be controlled. It turned me on it the worst way that he didn't touch me the first time. I had not earned it yet. It wasn't long before we. “Why don’t I come by your room about 9 and get you?” “Ok,” I said. “Sounds like a plan.” Before I left he handed me a Viagra. “Take this about 8:30,” he said. “You’ll be glad you did.” Needless to say, the next day was a very long one. I had always tried to get something useful out of the convention sessions, but this time I found it hard to concentrate. I kept drifting off into thoughts of cum gushing from Ken’s big dick, and fantasies about what I might find that night. Once I spotted Ken.