She helped me a little by trying to lift her arse off the bed, so I could pull the skirt all the way down. And there she was, naked, except for a pair...of nearly see through, white panties, that looked gorgeous on her suntanned body and which showed her magnificent black bush to me.Suddenly she whispered: "Oh, God, I'm going to be sick." I ran to fetch a pail, and together we managed to get her head over the edge of the bed, in time, and she was very sick into the pail. A little bit was left on. I took the most difficult of their routines, munged them together, and then ran through them on the bars, finishing with the twisting flip in the air that the guy messed up. Deciding I needed to mess with asshole a bit more, I moved around the bar to be facing away from where I needed to land on my dismount. I got up some speed, and then when at almost the highest part of my spin around the bars, I let go and did a triple somersault, one-hundred-eighty-degrees twist, and landed straight down on. After a long summer apart, we came back together for our sophomore year. The friendship picked up where we left it and grew deeper as she confided in me about her boyfriend issues. She wanted someone who cared for her, not just her body. She wanted someone who liked her deeply and wasn’t just interested in sex. I wanted to grab her by the shoulders and say, “Look no further,” but couldn’t. Instead, I became the shoulder she cried on. All year, I was there for her. I didn’t hit on her, just. When I read that I thoughtthere was no way I would be able to achieve the request, was I going to failas a slave so early? My butt hole had never taken anything so big for solong, this would be a first. But I had to try, so I used the suction base tofix the rubber cock to the wall and covered it with lube. I knew I had totake the whole length of the dildo, and this was an 8" thick b**st. Muchbigger than my own cock. I started slowly backing onto the dildo. By thetime I had gone all the way.