Colleage Tour

“Perhaps we should get you a key, you’re getting pretty comfortable here.” She looked like she would’ve thrown something at me if anything had been close at hand. “You’re late,” she repeated. “Aye. Came straight from work.” My seat already occupied, I sat down on the couch facing beach her. “So, what did you want to talk about?” “We need to discuss our…arrangement, I guess, if you want to call it that. How-how much has…Has…Look, how much more do I owe you still, and what do I have to do to finish paying it off? I can’t go through what I…what you did to me this weekend again.” “Well, you came and gave me that magnificent show. I think my bed sheets are still drying from that.” She blushed, dropping her head to stare at the floor. “And you spent, what, about two hours? I think it was about two hours, yeah, let’s call it two hours in my little playroom. So, we started at $1250, I’d say you’re down to about…$1050.” Her jaw dropped, tears welling in her beautiful eyes. “Two hund-hundred indian dollars? That’s it? I let you tape me masturbating, you made Babes me pretend it was for your weird nephew. You put something in my ass. You-you-you beat me.” She stood up suddenly, whipping around and pulling down her shorts to reveal the crimson welts still striping her firm ass. “See? See what you did to me? It still hurts to sit down. And I did all of that for 200 bucks? No, we’re going to renegotiate.” “Well, I thought for each fantasy of mine you indulge me in, I’d knock $100 off your debt. That seems fair to me.” “Wait a minute, I also gave you a blowjob that first night. So it’s $300, right?” To Rachel, I’m sure it seemed I was weighing over her suggestion. In truth, I hadn’t (couldn’t) forget that blowjob. “That’s a good point, but I’m afraid that it was you who offered. That wasn’t my fantasy, that was yours. We’ll just call that a good faith gesture on your part. Much appreciated actually, really made me feel like I could trust you to honor our agreement.” “MY FANTASY? YOU THINK THAT, FOR ONE MINUTE, I’VE EVER FANTASIZED ABOUT YOU?” “Well, you were quite wet last time. And the way you sucked me off on Saturday, it certainly seemed like you were enjoying it every bit as much as I did.” She strode over to the couch and slapped me with more power than I thought a girl her size could muster. “Now, look here. You don’t have any, understand me, ANY leverage here. Slowly kissing and rubbing from her feet up her legs all the way up to that sweet wet pussy she has. This story takes place much later in life. The bell finally rang on Friday and I raced home because I couldn’t take it anymore. Babes Zane answered “nope, it’s all true” “Hey man, her farts smell like Corona!” Raoul laughed. It's the best!” When the time was beach right, he would impale her, then blast her full with semen. It works quick and is very effective, don't you think?" When this all started she seemed appalled and disgusted by David’s unacceptable comments. The young Lord Darcy found that he learnt quite a lot from these books, which helped him be more informed when making decisions, even if that was not what many people wanted him to do. The head seemed to bulge more, and a clear bead of love dew bubbled from his piss hole. I’m not certain how, but she was more beautiful to me now than she had ever been. “Heh… hello?” I groggily said into my cell-phone once I was finally able to find it on the bedside table. “But this is Floppy!” He continued, the girls butt swing faster at hearing her name. Grabbing her whip, she grinned and said, “Be right back.” How weird is indian that? Please go to one of the study rooms and wait for me there after class.” He held out a hall pass that he had apparently prepared ahead of class time.