Even while I’m doing it, I think to myself that I want to STOP, and I can’t even stop because I’m so mired down in it all that I couldn’t clim... back up, no matter how much I want to. I’m spontaneous to the extreme, and that makes it all worse. I know where to go to get what I want, but if I can’t get it there, I keep going. I keep pushing and asking and looking until I find someone who will give it to me. I might be looking for the kind of satisfaction that doesn’t even satisfy ME, it just. Fen was distraught by this humiliatingly public rejection , and for a while it looked as it she was close to falling apart. Sisterly solidarity caused Dan to be treated like an unperson by the female side of the student body. And among this wave of sororial support, guess who took on the task of helping Fen pick up the scattered pieces of herself and her self-respect, get her brilliant mind back into gear and her exam preparation back under control – providing solace and counsel at any hour. Then he got down on his knees and worked on my legs. When he got up he was hard as a rock. I acted like I didn’t notice and said “Thanks” I closed my eyes and soaked up the sun. The guys got the poles out and started to fish on the other end of the boat. After a while I got off that chair and laid down with my ass up on a flat recliner. I asked the other guy “Bob” Can you oil my back? He said “Sure” He was a little rougher than Sam he paid a lot of attention to my ass. So much I thought his. She lay down on the back seat, spreading her legs wide without being told, and waited for me to join her. I thrust into her sopping wet pussy, bringing cries of ecstasy from her before I spurted inside her."Ok, now tell me how it came about that you fucked your Husband's boss?" I asked once she was once again sitting astride my lap."No please, I can't," she said."Oh yes you can," my open hand slapped her hard twice across the chest."Oh no please stop," she begged, "ok Mike, that's my Husband,.