"I can still feel you between my legs," Vicky exclaimed. "We're still on the bed! Right?" Yes," Cherrill admitted. "I can feel you between my legs, as...well. But I also feel this cold ground underneath me, just as you can. And soon, you may feel something else, as well..." Oh my God," Vicky whispered. "I can..." Cherrill smiled at the images Vicky was broadcasting in her excitement. "This one night," Cherrill promised, "all your dreams can come true." Are you a goddess now?" Ric asked, needing. And I'm guessing intelligent, too. Our resumes don't make us sound like dummies, and we ARE grad students, after all. But WHY? Are we being conditioned to be Toddworth's whores? Most perverts get off on the ACT of breaking women ... but he's been nowhere to be seen. And ... why the hell haven't we been raped yet? It appears to be a plot hatched by men, so sex has GOT to be involved. But since they're conditioning us, then why aren't they conditioning us FOR sex? The orgasms I feel when he puts. Twice." Twice? You mean they did you in the pussy and your..." Then they traded places and did it again." Girl, I hope their things weren't big."Laura's eyes glistened. She smiled. "Biggest ones I ever saw. Or felt. I thought they were going to kill me." Why didn't you try to leave?" I was trying to do something that would make me forget about you," Laura confessed.Rina shook her head. "I'll bet that'd make you forget about anything." Actually, I was so sore that I didn't think about you for a. She was his spectacle that everyone was jealous of. He loved her short blonde hair framing her face in her black rimmed glasses. Her pert and supple 36Cs, and her sexy thin waist that extenuated her nice firm ass. For a 37 year old she didn't look a day past 25, which was much more than Barry could say about himself. Now he sat downstairs in his nice outfit waiting for his wife to get ready. He couldn't wait to see what she was wearing, she had teased him all week about what she had bought for.