......"Now......."My pleasure."I slowly started thrusting upwards as she matched my movements with her hips, her perfect blonde hair bouncing off her ...ack as she propelled off my cock upwards, "Oh fuck Pleeky, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" "You feel so fucking good, please keep fucking me just like this!"With my hands around her moist body and her tits pressed into my face, my cock kept getting deeper and deeper inside of her with every pump, "Oh shittttt, I can feel it in my stomach!"She started. "Oh, he was so wonderful!" Molly crooned. "Better than I ever hoped it would be!" I wish I could get raped. I think grown men are better than boys anyway," Sarah said mournfully. "All they do is pinch, and pant, and they never seem to get anywhere."The girls all giggled.Hill was now laughing silently to himself.In France, the tradition was to send a young boy to a brothel in the company of an older man, and it was the tradition for older men to seduce younger girls, and Hill, deducing his. I walked up to the desk, annoyed that I would lose my prime seat - in ashort row of only two seats, I was up against a column, where I intendedto nap. I gave them my name, and the woman said, "Sir, you've beenselected for early dismissal from the jury pool. I just need you tofollow those two gentlemen, they have an early-exit questionnaire toadminister and then you'll be free to go."I smiled broadly at this unexpected news and asked, "What, did I win thelottery?"I turned toward the two men. . ”“Anything?” I heard him chuckle. “Let’s just say my two sons need some special counseling this Saturday afternoon.” “Aren’t they freshmen in college now ?”“That is why I have selected you to counsel them.” The dean added.Chapter 3 – A Visit with the Dean I did not tell Wendy, the university slut, what was going to happen Saturday evening; she only knew she was to be at my home at 7 that evening, wearing a micro skirt, shear blouse, half cup bra, black seamed hose, and six inch spike heels. She.