“See,” said the eighteen year old said, “no problem, it feels just fine!” Miss Richards was running her hand up and down the ankle and calf of...the young girl, each time her hand moving a little higher until she was rubbing the inside of her thigh. Miss Richards continued her massage, and commented, “Sometime these sprains can even affect your calf and thigh muscles.” Afton just sat there and let the teacher rub her leg, even as she got closer and closer to her crotch. Miss Richards by now was. I couldn’t hold it back. His mouth felt so amazing. My legs began to tighten and shake, my ass lifting off the bed, and he didn’t miss a beat. Then he yelled: “Hold on, slut, who did tell you that you could cum?” Before I came again I lifted up and yelled back to him: “Give me your big black cock!”He rose up and attended to my request. He pushed his already loose boxers down to his calves. His black cock was sticking out like a huge missile ready to be deployed to my pussy. It was fucking huge,. ‘Oh my God,’ I said quietly, rubbing my hands on the surface of the couch. ‘This is amazing.’ For some reason, I had never felt anything like this. ‘Oh God,’ I cried out again, this time louder, calling the attention of the clerk behind the counter. Not sure what was happening, I let myself go and fully enjoyed the pleasure that this couch had to offer. Neurons and synapses firing like I’ve not felt before while sitting on a ‘plain old’ couch. Eerily familiar, however, to something I’ve been. You are not dead, either." You finally brave opening your eyes to find yourself in what appears to be a beautiful dreamscape. All around you is the funky, cosmos of space, far more vibrant than any sci fi you've seen. Looking down at the cold smooth surface beneath you...was a mistake. There's nothing beneath you. Oddly enough, you don't feel the vertigo you would expect when staring into a shimmering void when you were expecting ground.You rise and try to compose yourself, while further taking.