” “Kay tells me that you are going out of town for a couple of weeks,” I said. He lifted his face, and said in a normal voice, “Yeah. I’m of... to Pittsburgh for over two weeks.” “That’ll be stressful. I hope Cynthia is giving you a little relief before you go.” Looking right in the eyes, I added, “Like you just gave me.” He lowered his head again, and after a moment, he sheepishly said, “She doesn’t give me that kind of relief.” “Well, did you get some here today?” “No,” he admitted. “I was. ' I countered. Eric replied 'that's just what I will do, and you will let me or I will beat your ass every time.' He began to hit me again till I begged him to stop 'OK, Eric, I'll do what you want please stop, I'll do just as you ask.' Eric stopped hitting me and forced me over the dressing bench, he went to my rear and rammed his man hood into my unprepared butt hole, no lube just his rigid cock. 'OOOOWUNNNHUH,' I howled as he forced his meat past my outer anal ring. With his penile head. Tricia was addicted to alcohol. Robert was addicted to Tricia. He spent night after night helping her recover from her latest binge. Time after time Tricia apologized to Robert and promised to stop, but never managed to stay off alcohol for more than a few weeks. In a perverse way, her dependency fed his desire to take care of her. After 10 years of dating Tricia, and 5 years of being married to her, Robert watched his wife get drunk and then sick at a party at her boss’s house. She threw up on. Stimulation." As I speak, I ease two fingers inside your lacy thong, and rub them slowly up and down your rapidly moistening slit. The lips of your pussy swell and part. You give a tiny gasp as I first brush your clit, then push one finger into your wet hole. "But then what can you have experienced in just 18 years?" I muse, almost to myself, as I slowly finger fuck you, feeling your tight hole tense and relax as I push my finger in and out. "Oh Professor," you breath, "I promise you I want to.