After landing a second kick to the thug’s groin, John smashed a couple of more jabs into the reeling man’s ribs. Bruno staggered backward, gasping... for breath, and crashed through the bedroom window accompanied by a shower of shattering glass and splintering wood. Finished with Bruno, John turned toward Jimmy, who was still cowering in the corner. Jimmy had seen what happened to Bruno and, when he saw the wild look in the man’s eyes, he decided he didn’t want the same thing to happen to him.. I repeated for a total of six times for each of his six inches of hard, throbbing manhood. Not a monster, but definitely to my liking and most importantly it was hard, clean and well-groomed, all of which are musts for me. Having more room and more time than my typical car blowjob, I pulled Barry’s underwear down to reunite them with his trousers at his ankles. I now took my hoodie completely off, unhooked my bra, releasing and completely exposing my boobs and broad shoulders. Barry offered his. I smiled, “Exactly. I had an interesting conversation with Jorge this morning that shed some light on it. But we’ll talk tomorrow because your study group will be here soon and I need to go to Kimmy’s.”“Are you meeting Jolene tomorrow morning?”“No. We agreed that we’ll reserve Sundays for the seminars twice a month - once at UofC and once at IIT. I talked to both schools and we can get lecture rooms at both campuses. Doctor Bauer is sponsoring the group at IIT and Doctor Lambert is sponsoring. While I never totally forgot about it, I never really gave a lot of thought about my night with Petey, it was just one of those stupid things you do that you push out of your mind. But, about a year ago, I started having dreams about it. Not dreams about it as it happened, but dreams that Petey actually fucked me. I haven’t been able to figure out why this has been happening, but it has been reoccurring frequently. Now this isn’t something you can just talk to anybody about, so I thought about.