"So, anyway, my roommate is going home for the weekend. Maybe you can come to my dorm and stay with me. We can sit around and watch horror flicks, eat...junk food, and stay up as late as we want."Friday came, and I was on my way over to Ivy Hall. I softly knocked on Claires's door. When she opened it, I was greeted with that beautiful smile of hers. "This is great. We're gonna have an awesome time this weekend," said Claire. "So what do you want to do?"I shrugged my shoulders. Claire reached. I wanted to black out, I desperately tried blacking out; I couldn’t. “There are rules, but not many follow them too strictly.” These words of that bastard played like a refrain in my mind as my body. My body, with its every sinew straining and every pore oozing sweat and pain; every orifice stuffed well beyond its capacity, screamed for mercy. Except for my throat.My eyes were blindfolded so I couldn’t see but I could feel what was happening to me (and obviously also saw it once the blindfold. I got a perfect view of her boobs now in a very awesome shape. While getting up she brushed the pillow against my penis. This was too much for me and I asked her directly, what is this all you are doing? And told her that I am shy but not stupid. I understand whatever you are trying to suggest. She then burst into laughter and started asking with an evil grin “What do you think bhaiya (brother)?” I told her that you are a cock teaser and you are taking advantage of my innocence. But she. She was closer than she'd allowed herself earlier, holding out another plate of beans. Steam rose off the plate, carrying their aroma to his nose. Her woman scent carried to him as well. Damned if they didn't both smell mighty good."Would you like a cup of coffee? Won't take a moment to fix." That'd be right nice, mam," he responded around a mouthful of beans. Coffee. That would top things off just right. He'd have never thought camp fire beans and boiled coffee could sound like heaven.The.