Who I see listed are former students who have done quite well in the business world and realize they have an obligation to give something back. I thin... you need to better acknowledge these alumni and de-emphasize what you do for these former athletes who really don't give anything back to the school."Ms. Barnes was a little taken back by Vic's comments, but thanked him for them and said she would consider doing what he had said.He left the school feeling better that he had gotten something off. His cock started feeling sore down the middle as it absorbed the impact of colliding against CeCe's pussy, while her vulva became bruised and swollen from the pummeling. And then he was in. He felt her hymen give way, her little pinhole of a slit torn open by pure brute force. CeCe wailed as loudly as her ravaged throat would allow, which sounded like a quiet but high pitched screech. Unable to alleviate her pain by screaming, her body was forced to bear the full brunt of the trauma,. Anya could feel her pupils straining, as she had not bothered to turn on the lights. Her body was sore from the volleyball game the previous night. She had scored the winning points, but at the cost of falling and over-extending her pectoral muscles in the process. Groggily, she slipped off everything but her panties and googled 'self-massage'. One of the first hits was a nice series of free tutorials on how to use massage to improve overall health. She hit the Female Torso link. As she. .. you keep saying that... they all keep saying that..." It's a whole new world, Marcus, it's going to take time." She held out an arm, letting his shoulder brush against her hand as he passed. "Calm down for me, Bullfrog... we'll get you back home." He brushed her hand again, she edged forward, made the contact a little firmer, kept muttering soothingly to him, and then he was stopped, wrapped up in her arms, still twitching, gently.She looked back at them, far more serious than any of them.