“Should be by 7:30. The dining hall stops serving at eight, but the selection gets bad earlier than that.” She did not want oatmeal for breakfast....��Should we start now?” Which was a weird question. “Dining hall? Didn’t you get enough to eat?” Which was even weirder. Dinner had been great, but she hadn’t even skipped breakfast after Thanksgiving dinner.“I eat three times a day...” Then she finally saw what he was talking about. “Or wasn’t I invited to spend the night?”“Well, I’m totally willing. Monica was equally on her organism "AAH.......... ..YES" and out came the love juices out of her cant wetting the bed again.She could hardly move. She opened her eyes a bit a glanced over the wall clock. It was 4:02 AM. She did not realize that it was morning. She looked through Ventilator. During the summer season, the darkness gets over very by 4o'clock and so she saw the soft light of the day. She realized that Ronnie led over her back and fell asleep as she was lying with her belly down.. She backed off and then on and repeated the process one more time. That appeared to give her a green light for her first orgasm of the evening. Her small scream surprised both of us, but orgasms do that to you sometimes, especially when you least expect them. As she just stayed relatively still, relishing the moment and I was enjoying the view of her beautiful round flawless buttocks along with her feminine perfume, the door opened on my floor. It was fortunate that no one was there. After a. Here let me help you.” His hands slid down to the insideof her knees and began to apply pressure. “Now don’t touch thecrosses, but let your legs part open, yes, such a good girl,” watchingas her legs began to bow open. His hands moved up her inner thighs, feelingthe taut flesh, the muscles straining from the obscene position her had placedher in. He had done this many times before, using the crosses to force younggirls into spread positions, their young, nubile bodies open for his fondling.He.