We had each mingled with classmates and friends all day. Thinking that our hottie would want some sperm injections before the banquet, I looked for he.... I was half right.I found her with “the” football player who had stayed in semipro athletics for years. She kissed me and requested that we not come back to the room until just time to get ready for dinner, say 6:30. She winked at me which I pretended not to notice and I went looking for Bobby.He was engrossed with a couple of still good looking. She fell in love with his smile. It felt as if he was soooo sweet, and he basically was. “But remember. I have to be there for you guys to go swimming.” She loved this. She “loved” this guy as well. She smiled. Her heart beat madly upon hearing it, and she gladly accepted the invitation. Now Sonya being who she was, wasn’t sure about going over to his house alone so she and asked a couple of her friends if they wanted to go with her. “To that guys place, really? You mean that tall older guy’s. I don't know where I put it. But don't worry about it, we won't be needing the key for a while, will we! But I do have the key for the handcuffs."She unlocked the cuffs. "Now that I've got your dick secured, we can safely take the cuffs off. You'd better behave yourself. If you're a good boy and do as you're told, I might let you out later. If I ever find that key. And if you're a very good boy, and give me a really great time tonight, I might even fuck you!"As soon as she released my hands, I. Come with me, young man, we have a lot to teach you tonight." And with a wink, she added, " And we’ll get to the Algebra later.” Taking my hand we got up from the table. Awkwardly, still attempting to conceal the lump in my pants as she led me to her bedroom. Turning to face me by her bedside, she dropped her gaze to my crotch. “There are some things you just weren’t meant to hide.” she said as she unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants and slid them and my boxers, off my hips. Cupping my balls.
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