I love the way silk feels against my skin, clinging to every curve, and showing my hard nipples. I want to touch myself, cum like crazy because I want...you that bad. I flipped on the TV hoping it would distract me only to find this couple making out."Damn, where's his cock when I need it."I lay there flipping through the channels, and then look at my watch, 6:45p. My mouth goes dry, my heart races, and I go to the bathroom and, check my make-up.Turning around to check myself out, I giggled, "If. Strangely, after she was done retching, she felt better. Not okay, but better. She was able to stand, able to wash- and wash, and wash. She was sudsing herself for the fifth time when she realized she didn't know what the hour was- couldn't even guess how long she'd been in there, or when she'd started.She scrambled out, and into a dress from the wardrobe. She didn't check the clock, knowing that if she did, she'd see she was late. She dashed down the stairs to the hall outside the dining. . Veronica. I think. The slave nodded at this, but otherwise stayed perfectly still. Now, take off that silly mesh shirt. Veronica moved to do as he said, and Travis watched feeling his cock, that still hung limp outside his boxer shorts start to grow. Andy noticed and laughed a little. Getting excited Travis? He asked sarcastically. Fuck you, like you arnt Travis replied, still not taking his eyes off the naughty little treat Andy brought home. The slave stood again after removing her shirt,. So, to reach the college at 8 in the morning, one has to wake up at least at 6 (minimum) to get ready and catch the bus on time.All the engineering guys from Chennai or TN will agree on this. The traffic due to the yellow buses (All college buses are supposed to be painted in yellow) in the morning and evening is a different story. Enough of the background. Let’s get into the story. You’d have known by now that I am an engineering student. I am in my final year now BTW. I elaborated on the.