I liked him as a person because he just came and gave me some advice. He genuinely wanted the best for me, but I had no idea why.Eventually, I told Co...ch Krisby no more. I couldn’t take being used for his pleasures. After I finished speaking, he looked me in my eyes and laughed. I felt pure humiliation and I decided that it was best to try to forget about the past and press forward. Not long after football tryouts, it had floated around school that I was a raging faggot. So of course, it wasn’t. The angry advisor quickly got her to put her knees on the deck while landing an open hand swat across her upturned ass.“Hello Parker Sophie,” Devereaux announced herself. Ouch, rubbing a very sore butt with both hands. That wasn’t nice sneaking up and spanking my bottom while I was sleeping. That’s the least of your worries. I found your rum bottle up the chimney. That was hard, it hurt and I needed some southern comfort! Parker whined. What are you doing out there? Lee you brought Sophie here. I worked it all around and heard her moan appreciatively. I felt pulses begin to run through her body as her moans grew louder. Then she made me stop. Turning over, she gave me the lube and I gently applied more to her. I massaged her butt with my fingers again as I felt her cool lips envelope the head of my cock and her skilful hand flick my foreskin back and forth until I was so hard that she could do it no longer. My pressure on the rim of her butt increased as I found myself willingly. I had 3 texts on my phone when I checked. One from Stewart, thanking mefor a wonderful time last night; One from Russell, telling me he missedme, and one from Professor Watkins."Here is my address, I want to see you today," it read.2 hours later I was standing in front of the Professors home. He hadlarge house about 2 miles away from me and Lola. It was beautiful with abig front yard, a huge picture window and a rose on the front door withmy name on it. I knocked and there he stood with a giant.