” She said, as her hand floated up toward my crotch, cupping my balls through the fabric. “I think it worked.” She added, smiling at me as she s...ipped her wine. This was not the first time she had come to my apartment for sex. She, and her classmates had all been here for ‘extra-curricular activity’ on numerous occasions, but this was the first time for her to take the lead. I had instructed her on the how-to’s of pleasing a partner. Now it was her turn to show me what she had learned. I heard. I’d never seen a man that looked so fit. His whole body was full of rippling muscles. He looked like someone off Baywatch, but with cheap tattoos on his arms.I must have been staring at him for a couple of minutes, because I was startled when he dropped the weights, grinned and went into one of those poses that makes a bodybuilders’ body look like it’s going to explode.Embarrassed I ran into the house.The following day I was late for work, and as I ran down the garden path I dropped my keys.As. He kept repeating 'milly-ooo' but then expanded it to'milly-ooo-AH'. That must have some added meaning and Milton was afraidthat he knew what it was, especially as they travelled deeper into thejungle and the 'ooo-AH' portion was all that was spoken, with a rhythmthat suggested just what it was about. In desperation Milton tried toplead but with his enlarged lips and thickened tongue he couldn't evendo that, useless though it would probably have been anyway.Rambone stopped, spun Milton. It had been face down in the basket. He turned it over. To Gregg’s amusement, given the acrimonious nature of his breakup with Samantha, the magazine’s cover featured a girl in cheer-leader uniform. She was helplessly tied across the back of a chair; her mouth gagged with a thick, knotted, cloth, and her skirt flipped up to show a pair of pert buttocks and white panties. ?Captive College Cuties? the magazine’s title ran, ?Bondage in the Locker Room?. Furtively, Gregg flipped through the.