She raised her arms and placed her hands behind her head, looking down the whole time."Ok," said Mr. Richards. "Let's begin. Now this nigger is a firs... time slave. Nice and young the way I know you like 'em. Just look at these tits! Firm and full. Fine tight ass, nice figure. I bet she's got a sweet pussy on her, too. I'm gonna start her off at 100. Do I hear 100?" A hand went up."I've got 100, how about 125? 125?" Another hand went up. The bidding continued until Leesha went for 400 to the fat. He still had nocturnal emissions from time to time. He hadn’t thought about that problem. He heard her breath get deeper and more regular and tried to turn off his head. It didn’t work. He snuggled up behind her, one hand folded into his chest and felt his long, hard ram slide up between her thighs, dragging cloth with it, her flannel pajamas. She made an um sound and wiggled some. Billy tried to sleep, pulled free and turned on his side as he usually did, but his cock demanded attention.. As soon she saw me she smiled in a sexy way and she walked towards me and she held my shoulders and hopped on to my bike. I started to drive the bike and she put her hand around my belly and I was surprised but I liked it. We started to talk and in between when the bike jerked she used to embrace me tightly and this made me hot.After a while the bike jerked a bit badly and she landed her hand on my crotch and I was surprised and soon I could feel that she was embracing me tightly and she. It was much latter that I found out most of my fellow classmates were either closet gays or bi-males. Most of the times I found out by them approaching me, it seems that word circulated quickly around that I enjoyed a good meat sausage. What was a good kept secrete was what I am about to divulge. From high school till now, I have always had the same weakness, it mattered not whether you or someone else preformed it only that I received it. It was on a lonely night in the dorms, mostly no one.