As we pulled out of the driveway, the words of Karen's father rang in my head, "... and I mean you are finished."*****In the coming weeks I received a... notice from the University that I was under consideration to be expelled from school. The hearing would take place in the fall. A paper that I had written - two semesters ago - had been declared plagiarized. It wasn't. But a paper, very similar to it, written several years before "appeared" in Dean Wasiolek's office with a note accusing me. I asked if she enjoyed the book, and she replied ‘kinda, yes, but, I can’t imagine people really do things like that.’ I assured her they do, and in fact submission & dominance are a part of almost everyones’ lives to one degree or another, but that I wouldn’t expect that she would understand. ‘What do you mean by that?’, she quipped. I speculated to her that her upbringing would not allow her to venture from the straight & narrow. ‘What do you mean, you think I’m a snob!’. Not at all, I. One-by-one, I examined those with reason to want me either to be either dead, or dead broke. Each person failed to fill fit the facts, except... Deirdre... My dear aunt had a motive if I accepted that my being discovered cut into her inheritance and – may be more importantly – her father’s attention. If I indulged my suspicious nature, I could imagine Deirdre deciding to bed me was her way of replacing some of the attention she was accustomed to getting from her father. If I went really out on. Matt fucked her arse relentlessly with long strokes of his exceptionally rigid cock. The very thought of penetrating Jane’s arse made him harder than ever and he loved the state that his cock was now in. He fucked her hard.Jane breathed out heavily with each thrust of Matt’s cock, each breath was associated with the words “Oh Fuck!” and with each thrust, her breaths became more like carnal grunts.As her orgasm approached Jane let out her final cry of absolute bliss.“Oh fuck yesss…I‘m fucking.