When I first arrived on campus, I was convinced that Cindy was going to be my first. But she ended up being a close friend (more to come on Cindy). I ...got to know a lot of people those first couple months, and had some very interesting encounters, but I was still pretty lonely. Don’t get me wrong, I was a master at masturbation. I had a stack of Playboys and Penthouses under my bed and I used them almost every night. But I wasn’t the most confident guy around girls. I thought too much about sex,. Nibbling and licking her nipple made him wonder how he didn’t insist on doing this daily. His fingers tickled her belly as they traveled down to her pussy. He could feel the heat radiating against his hand as he split her lips and rubbed her clit with his index finger. ‘Oh my, you’re a wet, dirty girl aren’t you?’ All she could get out was a hum of agreement as he rubbed faster. His mouth never left her nipple as he drew circles around her clit with his fingers. ‘You have me too close, John.’. It was Mr Guy who had introduced her to horse riding and supplied her with that fine mount; Juno. And it would be Mr Guy who Jamaker would turn to in any time of need.For Jack also, the man he relied upon, most respected and admired, was Mr Guy.As time move on Jack daydreamed over the orgies Margot had him engage in.His early training from Margot had eradicated his childish habit of premature ejaculation.She would have his cock and testicles clamped while having to watch Jamaker and Pamela. I don’t know if I have ever really described Lynn. She is 5’4” tall and a natural redhead. Or she would be if cancer had not robbed her of the hair above her waist. She had no hair in her arm pits or on her head or even her eyebrows, but the hair on her legs was a beautiful red. Her pussy had a sweet yet coppery taste to it and it was surrounded by the brightest, curliest red hair I have ever seen.Her face was singularly the prettiest I had ever seen with soft green eyes that must have looked.