“Later,” he promised. “You can have a seat.”“What exactly do I do here?” The seat portion was obvious, but I was guessing at where my legs... went. I lifted them extended forward onto individual booms outfitted with boxy, thick pads inside the knees. While I tested the slight play in these, he walked behind me.“You’re doing fine. Lean on the backrest; that’s it. Do you see those handles at your hips? Grab onto those, please.”I did. Something blotted out the room’s light and I realized he had tied. As he packed, he reminisced about the night of his graduation. Joan, one of his study buddies and a close friend throughout his senior year, had gotten a little drunk and hauled his ass into her dorm room and seduced him. He didn’t take much convincing, since he had secretly held a crush on her for most of the year. He had hesitated to act on it, not wanting to ruin their friendship. Well, she decided to act on it, and they spent the night fucking hard in several positions until they both. I watched as their cocks twitched in my hands, surprisingly they were both bigger than I thought now that I could see them. They must have been around nine inches long and a few inches thick. “Have you ever given a man a blowjob, Ms. Clark?” Mr. Patterson asked as he removed his fingers from my body. “Yes,” I responded as I squeezed their cocks in sync. “Okay, show us what a good girl you can be,” he teased. Both men shared a chuckle amongst themselves as I leant over. Patterson’s helmet. It's obvious what they are doing. But what do you say?George yells, "Oh shit!" and pulls away and Sarah has a profound startle reaction, jerking around toward Michael faster than he would have thought possible, shrieking and trying to cover herself with her arms. She stares straight at Michael. George had started to ejaculate, but when they jerked apart he shot a line of semen across her cheek. Now he crouches back, as though to defend himself, and his big dick pumps spurt after whitish spurt.