I felt small and defenseless below him, as he glazed over my body. He stood there looking at me, maneuvering his next move. He took me by the hips and...flipped me around. He pulled my hips up high, and pushed my face forward, down onto the bed. He ran his hands down my back, and around my ass, then down my legs. Before I could look back to see what he was going to do next, he shoved his thick cock in me. He had both hands wrapped tightly around my hips as he pumped in and out of me. I was so wet. "We've worked hard. I don't know what I'd have done without you."She would have done quite well, that's what I knew, even if I had managed to happen upon a couple of good references for her in the library. "Sit," she said.I sat. And felt like a fool for not offering something in conversation. "Are you thinking about thesis topics yet?" she asked.I cursed myself. Why wasn't I on the ball? I had no idea what I was going to write about. "Well, it's a bit early yet," she said, "this is your first. It was like she had just appeared out of no where, and I was just a dear in headlights, waiting to be run over. Nicely dressed, hair beautifully done, glasses framing a beautiful smile, and a figure that just curved like a dangerous set of S turns going down a mountain, that you know you should slow down on, but all the way down to her nice pair of Nike’s, I knew that those curves were parts I wanted to just hang on for the ride, and skate down to the bottom. Black jeans, pink shirt, and that. They evenhad a visit every week from the social department just to ensure that I did notkept being beaten up and the authorities confiscated my passport. I lostrespect for them and without them having possibility to spank me, I did as I did think fit. They had talked about mehaving a holiday next year in our old country and now I understand that it wasa trick to force my into a marriage with my half retarded cousin.? ?Why don?twe marry then - just to show the old folks who is in charge?? ?It is.