“Jones, has Smith talked to you lately about what went on?” Just curious as to what she’ll say at this point.“You mean about how you almost ch...ked her out with your cock and you came down her throat and had your thumb up her butt? No, Drill Sgt, she hasn’t said a thing to me,” dripping with sarcasm. Wrong….fucking….move.“Listen you little bitch,” my focus is directly on Jones now. “Next time you talk to me in that tone I will drag you off into the nearest corner that I can find and throat fuck. He says , existYet once help both doggy ass to ass , on the gym pad it was too late for us too college student in Miami for 2 week of debaucheryi was drunk as hell thinking i we were going to smoke weed following that black dude we met on the beachwe both thumbed sounding stupid behind him, to that basement we should have never went towhen we got to the room everthing coudnt be more wrong , as i get worried and Max looked at me not sure we should be hereweed smoke and dim light we could see. The walk home may be challenging. At home she took off the training belt and cleaned it, washed her ass and vagina. She replayed the detention in her mind. Those big dicks were hers. She asked for them and they gave it to her. She was full from their offerings and not the worse for wear. Then she looked at the belt again. Was she supposed to wear it until she saw them tomorrow, or just put it on before she went there? They didn't say. She thought to herself, 'If I get to have those cocks again. “So, I get to continue with more handcuffs, and spankings,” I replied.“Well maybe, but you might not want to go too far, too soon,” she suggested.“Let’s go to the student union and mingle. I’ll bet you have been ogling the young guys with their hard bodies.” I said it with a laugh.“Of course, I have. It’s not often I get to see them in our backwater town, let alone at the Haven. I think you were the youngest man there, and you don’t come close to a college football player,” she said.“I can.