They were just as sharp, just as clear as ever." She was pleading with me. "I love you, Frederick. I really, really do. I would die for you. I would d... anything. ANYTHING! My abilities should be gone. But the images are still there!" Oh, Freddy, can't you understand?" Brenda interrupted. "It was just a story! It was a story her aunt made up to protect her! And everyone believed it! Don't you see the beauty of it? No man interested in GAIN would ever take her virginity. It would be like shooting. I remember once going rowing with my father and my sister Charlotte (whopreferred to be called "Charlie"). Somehow I had been unable to hold theoars properly and had, no matter how hard I tried, been completely unableto get the boat to move in the direction I wanted to and in the end myfather seized the oars from me and gave them to my younger sister who hadgot us to where our father wanted. There had been no reason why myfather could not have rowed the boat and I think that the giving of. “Mmmmm,” his voice moaned as if fully satisfied. My breathing quickened feeling him start to grind against my backside. I should not want this, I should stop enjoying this. I grind back against him causing his dick to flex hard against me. “What, you want one more round babe”, he asked. I turned my head into the pillow and slowly nodded my head, then I pulled my face up and spoke. “Just…let me cum from my ass and then you can leave.” I felt his cock slide up along my slit collecting some cum. I was as stiff as a bat.I paused the scrolling a few minutes before the end of her first class and tried to clear my mind. I could tell the instant Elaine reached a stall in the rest room, however, and that was my cue to dunk a washcloth and apply it to the affected area. I gasped as my erection shrank. Poor Elaine.I was still limp when the clock said Elaine's second class started. I started scrolling and rubbing again, seeking the edge once more. Holding off satisfaction was a more difficult.