It was a little like they all had it in for him. Nothing was going to stop this guy from partying the night away. Two months into college, he was feel...ng a little drained, from not only getting all the work done and out the way, to all the parties he'd been to. Everyone expected him being there, it was like he was the life of the party. But for the first time he was considering not going to the latest party that was going to be held. That was until he found out one of his most hated tutors had. So I strut into the backroom and walked in the door marked woman. I looked around and sure enough there were several holes in the wall and a tv with porn playing on it. I closed and locked the door and took off my clothes. A couple of minutes later a big black cock poked through the hole. I had the man say suck my cock bitch. I bent over and began sucking his cock. It got rock hard and then another black cock came through another hole. I was still sucking the first cock, so I used my hands to. “What are you wearing right now,” he asked. I had not really been thinking about my clothes, so it took me a minute to recall what I was wearing. Once I got the full image in my head, I decided to let him in on it. “Well I am wearing a white tank top,” I started, running my hand down the front of my shirt as I informed him. “As well as a pair of black boy short panties.” “Mmm,” he moaned into the phone. “I bet you look so amazing.” “I suppose.” “No,” he insisted. “I am sure you look. He took his time and gave her a chance to become used to his presence. “Ok Karen, try the handkerchief again. Let’s see if we have got your sub-conscious attention.” Karen inhaled from the handkerchief and suddenly the oils were working. Her fear melted, her aching was gone and instead she was on a complete, dreamy high once more. “How’s that Karen?” She sighed contentedly. “It feels wonderful. You were right, Doctor Grey, as soon as we started doing something to make my sub-conscious focus,.