The fire was still going nicely, but I decided to add a log. After I say back down Miss Tina pulled me in for a kiss. “Are your parents worried?”...��No, dad just thought it a bit odd that I'm staying here even though Matt's not here. I think he bought the line about the roads being a little slick and me not wanting to drive them at night with it snowing.” “Hungry,” she asked. I nodded. “Well, go take a shower and I'll throw something together. You can use my bathroom or Matt's. Whichever.” I went. ‘Bastard, good for nothing bastard. Just for that, you are getting nothing. Let me out of here.’ I got her across my knees and the shorts down. My open hand alternated hard slaps on each side of a muscled ass I hadn’t seen close up before. She fought back, and my spanks got harder. I let my hand drift lower. Her shouts grew wilder as my blows landed square on her pussy. My words in her ear were as harsh as I could make them. ‘You, my dear Gail, are a stuck up cunt. I think you tried your ice. She stood once again to unfasten the garter belt.Knickles watched fascinated as Laureen's thumbs hooked under the waistband of her expensive panties. Like the unveiling of work of art she tugged the bit of silk slowly down over her hips revealing her smooth cock receptacle. Knickles could almost feel himself sliding into her warm, most pocket already.Laureen sat naked on the bed beside him and kissed his lips. Knickles' hands were drawn to her big firm breasts, savoring the fullness and weight. Wanda Perkins, a fellow grad student at Berkley. Sharp, pretty, witty, and a total bitch. Well ... she could be, when she wanted to. I had pursued her during the past two years ... and I'd even gotten her to go out with me once. We both had a really good time; but when I had tried to kiss her goodnight, she turned me down flat; and she'd refused to accept another date thereafter. My only consolation over the next year was that she had apparently refused to go out with anyone else,.