I clamped my legs together tightly to try and stop him, but he forced his hand in between the top of my legs.Crying I shook my head madly I didn't wan... him to touch me there. The horrible old Arab was grinning at me, showing his disgusting teeth, he was such a revolting dirty old man. I could feel his fingers in between the top of my legs and slowly he started pushing the tip of one of his fingers into my vagina. It was horrible, I hated him touching me. I felt so ashamed. He pushed the end of. ?Aw, fuck! Shit? Mrs. Cook growled, pinching my head between her grapefruit-sizedknees. ?Yeah,? she cried between her clenched, crowned teeth, bucking her hips.Her large, cellulite-covered buttocks made wet suction noises against her leatherchair while she enjoyed her second orgasm of the afternoon. ?Mmmm,? Mrs. Cook sighed, sliding her chair back from the desk and lookingdown at my kneeling, naked form. ?Not bad for a freshman,? she snorted, reaching for a Virginia Slim from thecrumpled pack. I felt her arm go over my body as her hand covered my cock.“Thanks for letting me have my first threesome with Mark and my brother. Next time, I want you to be one of the guys I fuck and suck,” Amy said.“I have a feeling we’re all going to enjoy each other in various combinations. It seems all of us like sucking and fucking,” I said.Amy moaned as she kissed my shoulder. She snuggled against me, wrapped her fingers around my limp cock, and sighed. As I felt myself drifting asleep, I couldn’t. Unless I ran into a member of the committee, no one would recognize me as having ever been in Seattle. You wouldn’t believe the number of stares I got as I was headed for the taxi line. Two guys actually gave up their place in line for me to go ahead of them. Yeah, I could tell what they were checking out.Cinnamon and I had a long chat last night after she took me to the hotel and I got out of Peg Chester. The one thing I want more than anything else is for her to be safe. She was determined to.