They were lucky. All the practice rooms were empty. He led her into the one in the back. Each room was tiny, with room for maybe three chairs and stands. They all had windows, but at least the one in back seemed more secluded. “Here,” he said, nervously placing a sheet of music on her stand as she assembled her clarinet. He had stayed up late writing it, in his overly neat music notation. It was a passage from “You Make Me Feel Brand New”, off one of his father’s CDs.

On this pleasant, sunny, gentle spring day in the academic quad of Campbell - Frank College, right after lunch time, students were passing here and there on the way to classes. To one side, Rockley Hall, the social sciences building, a modernistic white marble geometric shape with clean lines and dark recesses which on closer inspection turn out to be windows; to another side, Ashley Hall, the humanities building, a much older brick and ivy affair with a small statue of Shak

Tami knelt on her haunches, arms around her knees, trying in a useless effort to expel the horrid intruders in her pussy and ass, escape from the bristles torturing her poor nipples. “Please . . . please . . . ” McMasters coldly offered a hand and helped her up. “Very good,” he said, pointing to the little indicator over her clit. Tami looked down at it, defeated. It now said “2”. A minute later, gasping and feeling weak, the girl was squatting on the gyno table, l

McMasters got the box from off the back of the gyno table and said, “Insertion of the retainer is something that you are best off doing yourself. There’s a tube of lubricant in here. Probably the best way is to sit onto the rectal dildo and then wrap the retainer around and insert the front one.” Intensely conscious of the men’s close attention, the naked girl squatted on top of the table and laid the retainer panties out so that the white rectal dildo was standing straigh

Orgasms: 14 Contractions/Last Orgasm: 8 Total Contractions: 151 Time Elapsed: 0:48:22 The naked girl, lying in a fetal position on the bare stage, snored loudly. Her skin was clammy and pale and covered with dried sweat. The only other person in the room, Brendo, was putting away some things at the console. He went over and shut off the electronic counter, then buttoned his lab coat as he went to look at the thermostat on the wall. 61 degrees. He shut off the air cond

Orgasms: 8 Contractions/Last Orgasm: 10 Total Contractions: 73 Time Elapsed: 0:26:13 ​ “Notice that in the interorgasmic periods Miss Smithers has never quite descended from the plateau phase,” McMasters said to his audience, most of whom after almost half an hour were still furiously scribbling notes, trying to take account not only of the sweating, spasming body in front of them but the readouts that flashed on the monitors, the electronic counter, and the movements on