Finally breaking the kiss, Michael held her at arm’s length. Stephanie was fairly panting as she looked up at him, her lips parted.“Fuck,” he sa...d. “Steph, baby, you got me so worked up.” He took her hand and placed it on his hard cock. “See what I mean?” Michael moved her hand, encouraging her to stroke him. “That’s it. Up and down.”He pulled her hair to one side and kissed her neck, making her gasp. With her hair around his fist, the big linebacker tilted her head back and licked her throat.. . fuck me ... fuck me.”Grant smiled, “Don’t worry; I’ll pull out before I cum.”My feelings of self-satisfaction was jolted when she said, “No you won’t; I want you to cum in my pussy.”They were now fucking each other so hard, her pussy obviously was now used to his large thick cock and she was making the most of it.“Get off, let me turn me over,” she asked.He pulled out and spun her over and then holding her legs apart guided his slick black cock into her pussy once more. I sat transfixed at. I knew what night this was. I knew what was about to happen. I also remembered that this wasn’t real, but an encounter. Rho had set up my encounter with Jordan on a day we had shared previously, and things had turned out differently. Among all of the missing women, there was only one other I had met before she was kidnapped, Francine James. This was the night I arrived on campus. Francine and I didn’t have sex, unless one counts me blowing a wad in my pants while she rubbed me as sex.Did I have. My ribs aren’t healed enough for that. Sam Drops me off on his way to Yarrow. I run into the Principal on the way into the building and say, “I guess we have proof that what I said was true and that my life was on the line.”“It probably wasn’t until you threatened them. I stand by my decision. You were the one that needed the suspension.”“I hope you enjoy the negative publicity coming our way. This is the last we will talk about it. My lawyers will not like the fact that I have said this.