Sobbing once again from my utter humiliation as a woman, I ran down the hall to my apartment mostly nude, went inside, and immediately collapsed a few... feet inside the door, which I didn't bother to lock. I curled into the fetal position right there on the floor, wailing loudly. How could Mark do this to me??? After the physical and, even more devastating, emotional drubbing I'd just taken eight doors down, I guess it was a blessing that my brain took pity on my thoroughly-abused body and mind,. I sat deathly still for the next few moments. My arms stayed wrapped around mom's stomach, feeling the underside of her large breasts brush against me with each bounce of the bus. It was getting hot, our bodies pressed together. Mom and I were both starting to sweat, and her hot, misty thighs began tugging at my shorts as they moved with each bump.My cock grew with each gyration. Worse, I realized I had forgotten to tie the waist of my shorts this morning; my cock head began to protrude from. Keep your mouth shut and your head down. I suppressed a smile as I thought of the old rhyme "This is my rifle and this is my gun..." Gun control's a good idea, just not for the kind of gun that Miz Foster's thinking about.When I got to Health class I found out why Lisa was smiling at me in the hall. Miss Carmichael announced, "Class, for this experiment we're going to the Chemistry lab to use one of their fume hoods. Please follow me."Before I got to the door Lisa grabbed my arm. "Miss. There was loud smacking noisesevery time their hips met and Harry knew he reached further inside her then everbefore. Both he and Pansy was breathing heavily and they locked their gazes.Harry gritted his teeth and with all willpower he could muster held him awayfrom climax. Pansy was biting her lower lip hard and Harry could tell she wasdoing her utmost to make him come.She was going to win Harry realised as his entire crotch gave a hard throb butthen Pansy gasped and gave a shiver.If Harry.