Unable to resist its enticing aroma any longer, I propelled my tongue deep into it. Moans began to flow past my lips as her sweet pre-cum coated my to...ngue. Eager to ingest it, I began thrusting my tongue back and forth, swallowing every drop I could get my hands on. This went on for some time, but I was too overwhelmed with arousal to tell how long. All I know is that one second, I was eagerly tongue fucking her and the next her pussy was convulsing around it. Her cum hit my tongue like a tidal. Jane and I were, apparently, very keen to see this collage and so Emily decided to show us. She lived in the student house next door, into which the party had started to spread, and duly led us there. I think we were all pretty buzzed at this stage. We got there and, sure enough, Emily had a large collection of pictures of men which she had obviously spent a lot of time on. When I inspected closer, I discovered that, true to her word, she had printed out pictures of two of our lecturers and. The stable was closed on Saturdays so the building was locked. We hadn’t brought water with us. I felt like a complete failure when it came to supervising children.“Uh, guys,” I said, “I think I goofed.”Sarah’s boys were used to me so they didn’t look too startled at the news. Stone, Spenser and Amber seemed confused by the admission.“I’m too tired to make it up back to the house,” I said. It wasn’t really true. I could have made it but I would have been pretty worn out. I didn’t think Amber’s. Now lust and old bittersweet memories blinded me.When we met the following summer, our "old friends" hug, tentative at first, my hand stroking her back lightly, morphed after only the tiniest hesitation into something else, our lips glued together, forever, it seemed like, our arms tight around each other and our bodies pressed together. I was in love again. Or lust. Or something. I was also limp, but I ignored that.Despite my confusion, and fogged with yearning while ignoring the irony of.