His fingers slip from my holes and briefly a cooling wisp of humid air sneaks in my most sensitive channels before the muscles can close the gaping ho...es.John's hands grasp the tight cheeks of my ass in an iron grip and his fingers sink through the sparse flesh to latch onto the bones. I feel the bulbous head of his enflamed cock slide down the crack of my ass. Deftly, I maneuver my feet once again and cant my hips up so he can slip the rock hard cock up into my pussy.Before it can register on. There is absolutely no need to read any other "Timber Grove"story, outside of "Letters From College 1-4", to enjoy this. If you doenjoy it, please let me know with a Review. Thank You!--Rosie,You are not going to believe me, but I lost another 10 pounds, down to180! This is the most amazing thing I've ever been a part of! Ken, Greg,Chris and I are in the best shape of our lives! We can hardly believe thatthe four of us weighed as much as we did when we got here only 4 weeksago! We only have 2. It was a disaster. And almost killed a beautiful idea.Until Bradley Boner, a junior VP at the time, suggested pantyboys.First thought of the members - "But I'm not gay."Second thought - "Who are those amazing babes whom Bradley just broughtin?"Third thought - "Oh my! They have stiff cocks."Fourth thought - "Bradley, you're a genius."No recorded thoughts after that.Bradley's portrait hangs in all the common areas of the Club.Other brilliance was born of failure over the years.Jealousy and. I didn’t want to know about the beautiful hoards of women before me that somehow in Peters mind I measured up to. One thing was for sure, I’d never feel I was as good as them and did not need that sort of insecurity. I looked at Peter and saw a cheeky glint in his eye. ‘No one before you was able to be what you are my love. You are all the things I had searched for and everything I will ever want. That is more than a promise Anna. That is the truth now and it will always be the truth.’ *****.