”“No, really. It means a lot to know that I have someone standing up for me...”“Tristen, you know that you'll always have me...”“Ye-” He... had climbed ontop of me and pulled me into a kiss. I was paralyzed. I could feel his tongue moving around in my mouth, his lips against mine. All I could do was sit there and stare in shock. He pulled back for a second and said, “I've never actually been with a guy before, but I want you to be my first.” He then looked at me with passion in his eyes and. When we got to the overlooking glass, he pointed down to the crowd. I could see probably a hundred or so men, mostly prisoners, but also guards with rifles and truncheons standing around. There was a large crowd, maybe a dozen or so men, clustered around what appeared to be a slightly raised platform in the very middle of the space. They were packed so tightly, jostling for position and moving randomly, that I could not make out any rhyme or reason to it. A quick glimpse of white between the. John fingers me for a few minutes before he adds a second finger. It doesn't feel too good. I had always only been able to get two of my smaller fingers in and his bigger fingers were stretching me wide. After another few minutes, when I am close to cumming, John removes his fingers and begins rubbing the head of his swollen cock against my soaking wet pussy.J: Baby, are you sure this is what you want?T: Yes baby, I want you. John slowly and carefully slides just the head into my pussy. I gasp. She understood procedures after one explanation, had excellent technique for a beginner, and anticipated down times by doing other necessary tasks in advance. I've known post-doctoral fellows with inferior technique, and I told her so. She blushed and demurred, saying that my instructions were very clear and straightforward.Hopkins is a lovely place to tour, especially since the university had taken pains to maintain a similar architectural style throughout. No skyscrapers, minimalist concrete.