It was so wonderful by the time I graduated from high school and got admitted in the college with a nice scholarship but because of the distance I had...to be living in a dormitory which was an all-male facility and for at least 1 ½ year, there was a lots of gay sex to enjoy but it was all hushed up. Spencer was my true confidant and lived exactly across from my room. For some reason, some of the rooms were still vacant while every boy had a single room in the dorm facility, which made it very. But always the same feeling of total domination and complete helplessness and extreme pleasure centered at my crotch. Then the fatigue began to set in. At first it was just difficult to wake up in the mornings. I would feel bleary, tired and used up, like I'd been out partying all night. The feeling of fatigue became more pronounced as the days progressed until I began sleeping in later and later. I was getting in trouble at work for being late. I felt like I was out of control and the feeling. ..moving up to kiss my face, my lips, i started to forget where i was...Amy moved round so her pussy was above my face while she continued to lick mine...starting to finger me harder and harder...her husband started to stroke his cock...i looked up at her tight wet pussy, moving my fingers over it in fascination...i slide my finger inside her....pushing into her tight hole...she moved again, her pussy coming down closer to my face, i moved my mouth up to meet her...my tongue suddenly touching. Until then, all of our kisses had lasted a few seconds, at most. Kirsten didn't slip me her tongue or anything like that, but she didn't seem eager to stop any time soon. Finally, Mrs. Kennedy loudly cleared her throat, and we broke our clinch."I'm going to be watching you, boy," Mrs. Kennedy said to me. She smiled when she said it, but I had no doubt that she meant it.Ursus replied to her. "I wouldn't have it any other way." Help me put it on," Kirsten said. She gave me the necklace and turned.