He looked at Cass. “Is that true? Did he touch you?” His voice calmer, softer.“Y…yes Master. He touched me several times when I took him to th... study, then when I was pouring the dressing, he touched my pussy Sir. I didn’t know what to do. I thought you had told him it was OK.” She said, holding back more tears.Eric reached out and ran his fingers through her hair, pulling her face down on his knee, consoling her. “Oh my pet. I would never let anyone touch you. You’re mine.” He said softly.. She was really broad at the shoulders and had a remarkably narrow waist for someone so big. Her legs were long of course and ended in a nice tight butt. As we walked through the halls, arm in arm, sometimes holding hands we looked even odder than when Sean & I were best friends. We were now christened the odd couple. Erika would come to my house sometimes to study she would eat over occasionally as well. My parents loved her. I loved her. There was just one problem, I don't think she ever loved. I wrote down my number for her. When I gave it to her, she smiled like a kid that had gotten just what they wanted for Christmas. It made me feel ten feet high. I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt that way. I didn’t want it to end. But it had to. ‘Hey! Would you two hurry up? Take her number! Call her! whatever!’ Dave yelled across the parking lot. ‘Um…yeah. They’re waiting,’ I said still lost in her eyes. (PARGRAPH) I could pick out the little irregularities we all have, mouth too. On hundreds of occassions ive spent 3days solid(using speed to stay awake)fucking my ass with various different toys, usually ending with me waiting outside the nearest gay bar offering my ass to everyone as they leave untill some1 takes me home ,i really dont give a fuck about looks or age,so long as they have a hard cock for my hole.whenever they turned me down id always ask if they would let me suck their cock in the backstreet which plenty of guys agreed to. This one night i remember the.