I get to stare into her brown eyes intently while she holds forth on literature or philosophy or movies. My pulse speeds back up to where it was just before I came. Cindy takes the collar from me and stands up. Garter belts run down the front of my thighs and hold up sheer black stockings with wide black bands at the top. I still have very little body hair. “I’m so proud of you big sister! It’s a small Liberal Arts College several hours away from the home I’m dying to get out of. I have a thing for Christine and I’ve come right out with it but she says she’s a lesbian and doesn’t think about me that way. My roommate’s never here on the weekends…”
I can’t talk. There are some really cute ones of course but not a whole lot of variety. Fuck me Cindy!” I push my ass back against her and she picks up the pounding again. . It’s a small Liberal Arts College several hours away from the home I’m dying to get out of. I say I saw him one more time.
