“That feels good” he moaned. Looking around I realized you couldn’t see under the table unless you were behind it, so I got to my knees, crawled... under the table and pulled his cock out. With his junk sticking out over the top of his waistband, it looked huge. (I’d later find he topped out at about 9 inches). I started giving him a blowjob, and he loved it. As he neared the end, I heard someone coming into the grotto. “So I see one of you finally came to your senses.” It was Veronica his sister.. I read a lot about that topic and, while it appeals to many, it did not appeal to me. I knew my control would have to be mind control. I new that I would have to use my knowledge of sex and men to gain and keep control of the man that would end up being my husband.So the first requirement I decided I needed to find in a man for myself was, he would need to be a virgin; and in college that meant he had to be a real big non-attractive Nerd or a big Dork. I decided if I started with a clean slate. Leading me to the bed, he motions for me to lie down. Thinking I am about to be invaded, he reaches in his pocket as he removes his jacket and pulls out the bottle of vanilla oil. He asks me to roll over and begins to massage my back. First in the small of my back as he works his way to my shoulders. His big warm hands covered in oil feel so good. The aroma of vanilla is very pungent. He works his way down each arm and into each crease of my fingers. I turn my head so I can see his shadow.. .. he was manically pumping the brunette’s arse...he was going to fill her...he needed to fill her...he craved the ball bursting release...the deeper the better...and boy was he deep in her beautiful surrounding secure crack.Naked bodies just know what to do...youthful hips were grinding...torso’s joined a swathe of growing sexual tension, the brunette’s upper body arched skywards, James thighs tensed, her arse somehow squeezed his cock even tighter, the lad was energised for rapid thrusting.