Your thumbs were up against my asshole. I was really starting to get turned on.”Over the next five hands Steph had a run of bad luck and lost everyt...ing but her bra and panties. Her lacy panties were high-cut and the back rode up into her crack. Sara massaging Steph’s breasts through her t-shirt was the most interesting touching during those hands. The other interesting situation involved Tim massaging Steph’s panty covered bum. Unlike when I’d massaged Sara though, because Steph’s panties rode. She felt a warm stream of lust floating through her body and within minutes she was moaningheavily. After all that pain her body literally soaked up this wonderfull sensation, making her feel like she was floating in a different sphere.How wonderful it would be if the night could end here, she thought. She began to fantasizeabout more nights like this. How she eagerly would surrender her body to them again and again.But reality caught up with her all to soon. They gave her this moment of heaven. He smiled shyly and asked if I was sure. I laughed and said I am definitely sure plus my roommate is gone for the day. He then walked into my room and I said take your shorts off which he did.He was about 5’8” tall and slender with dark brown hair with light blue eyes. As he stepped out of his shorts he was already fully hard and had shaved his cock and balls completely. He looked to be about 6” in length and was thick with a large head on his cock. I said get over here your cock is making my. So with great honor I present to you John Burton Richards, speaker for the Master's class of 2000.I was shaking like a leaf as I slid off the cloak, and approached the podium. Dean Thomas's eyes were stuck open as I shook his hand, and faced the audience."Thank you, Dean Thomas, for the glowing introduction. My soft, low voice carried over the PA system to the shocked audience. "I am JoAnn Bethany Richards. Whom until Friday you knew as John Burton Richards. For today is more than my graduation.