You've just heard very mild versions of some of what happened at college." I sort of suspected there were some things I wasn't hearing," he nodded. "A...d what I heard tonight was wilder than anything I've ever heard about your time up there." In a way it was the high point," Vicky sighed. "And, at the same time, the low point. That bondage party, for example. That ground at me for years, it took me a while to admit it." It sounded like you had a good time," Jason said softly, suspecting he was. ”“Well, I like what you’re doing too,” he murmurs, lifting his head and looking up into her hungry eyes. “My dick has never been this fucking hard, but you’re going to have to beg for it.”“So, you’re a tease, huh?” she says with a smile. “You think you can hold out that long? I don’t think I’ve ever met a farm hand that couldn’t resist pounding my pussy as soon as it was offered.” She puts her hand on his cock again and starts rubbing harder through his pants. After a few minutes she finds the. A feeling I couldn’t explain flowed through me and I knew as I came yet again with some certainty that I would never give up this strange part of my life, I was addicted.Towards the end of my time working in the newsagent, I had left school, gone on to college and was not so naive. I knew now exactly what had been going on for three years. I had been abused and made a cheap whore. Taking extra £10 or £20 from the boss and his friends every time I posed for them and let them use my mouth, bum or. Soon, my underwear is off, her clothes are humped in the corner, and we're on her bed. She plants kisses on my neck, then stops. “No,” she says. “Put your panties back on.”Well, this is a new one.I do as she says, preparing to leave. Maybe the deal is off.“Now,” she says, get your ass back over here.” I get on the bed, bend over in front of her, and she inches my panties down, slowly, taking in the view of my ass. “Mmm,” she moans. “Shake it.”I shake my ass a little, more humiliated than I've.