I saw her as much as I could but by the second semester my fears came true, she had met a wealthy, good looking "big guy on campus."I didn't hear from...here for 6 years and figured I never would. I got a job in construction, purchased a pickup and a tiny house on Denver's south side.I had just driven home one afternoon when the phone was ringing as I walked through the door. It was Shelley, I couldn't believe it.We traded pleasantries for a few minutes and then she asked me if she could come by. “Nationality?” Iasked.“English, Master,” she replied. She might still be at school, I thought. Attending classes, wearing a gym-slip and blue serge knickers. Not likely to get the cane at such a school, I reflected, whereas, al Bianca’s she was veryliable to get it for the slightest fault. I had seen quite a deal of Bianca’s disciplinary methods. She was quite merciless.I put down my cup. “Come closer,” I bade her. She came to the side of the bed and I cupped and fondled her breasts. Far from. And when I would look down at the floor underneath me, there was a sizeable puddle of cum laying there, dripping from my cum packed pussy. My hands were sore from jerking cock after cock, and my jaw was aching something fierce. Then there was my pussy. A lot of the men just took a few strokes and came. Only a few actually bothered to try to get me of. Thankfully, Russell nailed me twice. I remember him. God, even in a gangbang, he treats me right. The third hour felt like hell. I came once the. ..was he sure about this? He smiled, grabbed my ass, and ripped my bra off. I think he was sure.He bent me over the couch and with one thrust he was all the way in me. By this time his buddies had all their clothes off and were rubbing on their cocks. I was going to enjoy this moment. I told one of his friend to come here so I could put it in my mouth. I took it as far as it would go. This went on for ever each men taking turns, one in my pussy and in my mouth. Then suddenly it hit me; I could.