She took my hand in hers. "I'm so glad you're home. I have something to show you." She led me to her computer. She sat down and told me to pull up a c...hair beside her. A couple clicks and she pulled up a site that featured women's genitals. A couple more clicks and the screen filled with 2 pictures of a woman's pussy, the first in full bush, the second shaved bare. I looked at Mom. She was smiling broadly now.I looked at the images again. They weren't drawings or representations, these were. I came back from Intercollegiates a champion again. But this time, I’d been challenged, and the pressure was mounting. It was fifty-five days until the start of the National Singles Championships and I wasn’t going to miss my match with Brian Summers this time.I sat in Cary Randolph’s office with Doc Henredon, Coach Jacobson, and Professor Strait—my college advisors. It was an intense meeting that I’d put off until after the competition.“First off, you are a model student for the dual degree. And i liked wery mutch living here in the garage. We sat down on the couch and relaxd a bit and talked for a while about all things.Then she sat up on my lap an off course my dick got hard immediately as usual but she didn`t just sat on my lap.No she bounced up an down on my dick and i was having my fingers on here pussy outside the clothes and sliding my fingers up an down here pussy.We did this for a while before we where so cold even that we had all off our clothes on all the time this. Thanks, A. Can I get you to hold her, Jay? This is gonna hurt, and shes not gonna like it. Jason pulled me over, so I was on my hands and knees. He sat with his legs under my chest, my hands on either side of his hips. This is gonna hurt. You can either blow me again, or you can just fucking enjoy it. What? I asked. He gripped my biceps, keeping my from moving or hitting him. I felt DIllon coming in for the mount, and I realized what they were talking about. I bean to squirm as Dillon poked.