I was afraid that I had lost you. You don’t know how many times I picked up the phone to call you and apologize. I’ll give you time, if you can gi...e me time as well. I’m sorry but I can’t help myself from wanting to touch you, to feel your body against me and to feel as though you feel the same way about me. I’ll go slowly. I promise, but the times have changed. This is the 70s It isn’t 1950 anymore. We’ve been going together for several months now and I don’t see anything wrong with petting. She wrapped her arms around my back and squeezed me tightly….I knew that she was cumming again. I continued my penile assault on her pussy, pulling out of her till just the head of my rod was inside her then slamming it all the way into her. I felt my cock partially stretch the small opening of her cervix. I pulled back and pushed again, this time I felt the head of my cock enter her uterus just as I began to blow my load of hot semen inside her. She began to violently orgasm again while I. "See you in an about hour Blake," winked Maryann tapping his shoulderunder the cape."Come honey," said April. "Let's go wash you out."He followed now feeling very different than at the local barber shopwhere they had only dampened his hair with a spray bottle and nowinstead he sat back as she surrounded his caped neckline in a smalltowel. Out went the scrunchie and then the chair was dropped back neverfeeling so pampered as she placed his hair into a basin. The softfragrant shampoo under her. During most of the class nothing eventful happened, but near the end, exactly 1 hour after she received her second notification, her phone chimed. She apologized to her glaring professor, finding it odd she remembered turning her phone off before class. Just to make sure it was not an emergency she looked at the notification.“First Dare: Failed! For failing to complete this dare you will be punished. Since this is your first dare will be punished severely.”“Punishment One: You will not be.