Fortunately, the roomie was cool, and one night out of nowhere she just pipes up with, ‘As long as you two are gonna fuck with me in the room, I’m... gonna finger myself.’ That was fine by me, and Chrissy just giggled, so I assumed they had discussed it before hand. Even though my fevered dreams didn’t preclude just having her hop right up on the ol’ futon with us, it never happened – although we did end up a few times with her screwing a guy in the room while Chrissy and I did the same. Little. I knew it was going to hurt but as usual I felt a flutter across my pussy as I bent over in to the submissive position I relished. I liked it when Sharon rubbed my bottom a few times before the spanking; it was sort of loving in a maternal way; but the spanking itself was always painful. Long, hard, and she did what she promised; well she always did; and the spanking was harder and longer and far more painful than usual. Her hand spanking was a non- stop spank after spank after spank. I was. We both now sat face to face and i was continuously pressing and cupping her breasts. She was just giving out slight moans.I slowly removed her T-Shirt and she was there right in front of me. Her already huge boobs looked even more bigger with no clothes to cover it. I was awe struck by those huge breasts. She casually asked, “what’s the matter Rajeev, You have played with a ping pong ball all along, now it is time to play with Volley Ball”. She was right infact having made love to Neha over. The great big city's a wondrous toy just made for a girl and boy. We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy! .... " Manhattan " lyrics by Lorenz Hart The late class turned out to be a problem because snow began falling Wednesday evening and continued into the next day. Transportation into the City was slow so we didn't get into Aunt Ginny's condo until it was almost dark. The view over the East River into Manhattan was both beautiful and romantic, especially with the falling snow but.