We're well to do, belong to a country club, replete with tennis, golf, swimming, and a club pro that took Missy's cherry, last year!Dave's making THAT... one up in trade.Don't get me wrong. It wasn't forcible rape, but Missy was only fifteen!But once my husband found out, he played major head games with the poor bastard. He even threatened to bend him over and fuck him up the ass, not that it would hurt the guy.You see, Dave's hung like a hamster, but he does have game! That's my 'ole man'. I'll. "You have got to be kidding me! You think you should be a Nittany Lion and you know nothing. James A. Beaver was a prominent lawyer in this county. He raised and served as colonel to the 148th Pennsylvania Volunteers in the Civil War. Colonel Beaver was a trustee and acting president of our university. He also served twice as governor of our state. That, gentlemen, is who James Addams Beaver was." Markovich," I demanded. "You live in Hartranft Hall, don't you?" Yes," Mark answered."Who is. . Let's just say she's lucky my mother raised me not to hurt a female because if she hadn't I probably would have sliced that girl fucking throat. Literally. I didn't lay a hurtful hand on her. And rough sex is not a hurtful hand. Not if it's welcomed. the day that I had Courtney tied to a tree up in the woods was the last day I talked to her or saw her. I made sure to blow out her ass and her pussy and dump a load in each just for her new boyfriend. in the heat of the moment she told me that. "Yes." I moaned as the pain eased. "I've wanted this for four years, baby." he said as he kissed my chest. I felt his huge cock back up slightly and push back inside me. Again and again, slowly, gently he pulled his cock back ever so slightly and pushed it back inside me. Gradually his strokes got longer and longer, still slow, still gentle, like he was making love to me. He propped himself up on his muscular arms above me and I stared up into his handsome face, his beautiful blue eyes.