Her father was a successful businessman in the area and her mother was some sort of philanthropist.She was a friendly girl, even to those that didn't...fit within her social group and even to me. She always found a way to touch my arms when possible, but it was almost always followed up with a statement of how important it was for her to ace my class. I began to realize that she was just trying to ensure she got a good grade, even with her already stellar work, by flirting with me.It was a. I was now lying naked, uncovered, face down my large 6 foot three white Caucasian frame filling the massage bed.The back massage started at the bottom, my bottom, a very good place to start. Copious amounts of warmed oil were poured into the crack between my bum cheeks running seductively down and round to my as yet untouched testicles. With a two handed, five finger massage both my bum cheeks were vigorously massaged. After a while the tempo slowed and the focus moved to the crack with fingers. His tongue was on my clit before the contractions stopped, sending me in to another round of violent contractions. Then he was on top of me, turning down my offer to suck his cock, his hand between us, guiding his cock in to me. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him in to me to his balls. We talked as we fucked; a first for me. He would fuck me hard and fast, sometimes making me cum before he stopped, then we would just talk, his cock deep inside me. When I started moving my ass he would. Suddenly she realised the significance of the tiny bucket, TICK, she reread the schedule, TICK, weights, with weights it said, TICK, the fiendish bastard it had all become clear TICK, she was full of that blasted juice he had so innocently offered TICK, the subtle bastard; she could never last all night she knew. She relaxed her legs, the immediate effect was red hot pain from the spiked bar between her legs she quickly straightened her legs again, the pain returned to her calves. TICK, TICK,.