My wrists were being rubbed raw. The same thing was true of my ankles. My cock began to ache. As the anal probe massaged my prostate, copious amoun...ts of precum began leaking out of my cock. It was a strange feeling, this combination of pain and pleasure. Have you ever had an intense raging hard-on for almost 15 minutes? The stroking and the prostate massage was almost causing me to lose consciousness. Through this fog, I heard Mom’s voice, “Two Minutes. You only have two minutes left. What the hell was wrong with me? I wasn’t quite sure but I know it had to do with the shape and form of his wide shoulders, narrow hips and sports hardened legs and butt. He played football, basketball, tennis and baseball; all year round he was on some team or another. I knew that other girls thought he was hot but until that day I had no idea why, but I was learning fast.I could hardly eat anything, I wasn’t hungry, I couldn’t concentrate on anything, the buzz between my legs was too. We had stayed in touch with the three pairs that had left Chapel Hill. On the second day, Linda and Tanya reached the first parents' home. Their way had been blocked by wrecks and traffic jams of people trying to get away from the sickness. The other two pairs were running into the same problem. Linda's parents lived in Berryville. They found them dead. They had committed suicide leaving a note. Linda's father had just been diagnosed with cancer and, with the sickness, they faced a bleak future. I looked up just at the right time. I seen her slide her hand under the table as she was reading and started to scratch her inner thigh which exposes her soft looking pussy lip. About that time she looks up and catches me looking at her. She stands up and walks back to the sleeves to grab another book. When she comes back I stand up and walk over to her. I'm still hard so I try to cover up my excitement as I walking over. I ask her if she wants to go get a drink. To my surprise she says yes. We.