Aahhh yeeaaahhhh…He fucked me very hard almost tearing my pussy. And came I to me. He said “You are my good slut”. And dressed up and left the r...om. I was still tied to the bed. Mehul came in and started touching me. I could tell by the touch that it was not ashish but I was not sure who was it. He came in and tickled my lower back, my feet, my underarms. He untied me and turned me over again. I could see him now. He lied beside me and started fingering me. I repeatedly took his name in soft. The girl had come to the Women's Center in tears. She had recently broken up with a guy--Steve--whom she had dated for a couple months. She had made it clear that she didn't want to see him anymore, but he just wouldn't leave her alone. He was following her everywhere, leaving notes, hanging out in front of her dorm late at night. It was really freaking her out. Finally, she went to Celia to ask her what to do. The professor had asked her if she had anything personal of Steve's. It just so. I gave a matching top to try and place one hot lingerie set in the top with g string panties. She came out wearing the top and the short she gave me a naughty smile and from that, I could make out she has worn them. I insisted her to keep these clothes and I made the payment and we left from there. We went to the car park and placed the goods on the back seat. She asked me where we are going. I asked her where she would like to go. She said with what you have made me wear I want to go to a. She asked for permission and I denied it. She mustered all of the control she had and was able to prevent the orgasm. I continued her massage and eventually allowed her to cum. The next morning, I was awoken by her crying. She was lying on the far side of the bed. I rolled over and hugged her and asked her why she was crying. She said, “I’m so sorry Daddy. I didn’t mean to. I woke up and when I sat up it moved in my butt and I came. I really didn’t mean to. It just.