"I want to walk to class with you." That's great," I said smiling and turning toward our class.Missy tugged on my belt loop. "No," she said firmly. "I... want to walk with you to class like you did with Olivia last week. You know, hands in each other's pockets."I turned back toward her, smiling. "Okay, which alien are you and what did you do with Melissa Ann Harmon?"Missy blushed bright pink. "Please, John, don't tease me. This is hard enough for me as it is. Ever since our talk at the Outlook. So if you want to do her, that’ll be fine. All I’d ask is that when you do, make sure you give her a real seeing-to. Because that’s what she likes. Take your time, but really give it to her.” In the bedroom Connie was an invitation in red. On her back on the bed in red bra, suspenders, knickers and stockings, arms and legs spread wide. Reg went straight to her and put his hand between her legs. He looked to me. “I knew it. Wet and willing. Connie’s cunny at your service. Get. She rocked in place, her thighs squeezing me tightly. She let out a long, low, animalistic groan, and I felt her insides pulsing around my cock. A warm gush of fluid washed over my balls.But just as I reached for her hips, ready to fuck her against me until I came, she stood up and stepped away. I was left gasping, my cock throbbing and twitching, her fluids dripping between my legs onto the carpet. She was already slipping her skirt back into place. Sensing my dismay, she leaned in and gave me. " "Would you like me to hold them up for you?" she asked. "That would be nice," I said. She put her hands under them and bunched them up. That was all it took to set me off and I fired a wet volley all over them. I don't think I had ever shot a bigger load. When I was finished, she casually rubbed it into her skin.Our relationship stabilized over the next month or two. Clothing was optional and we masturbated whenever we felt the urge. The first time we masturbated together was the biggest.