Suddenly, he threw himself toward me, and forcefully entered his tongue into my mouth. I groaned, tasting him. That familiar, wonderful taste I had gr...own to attuned to. I felt his hands exploring me, specifically stopping to grab my ass repeatedly. I pulled away. “I have to go.” He forced his mouth back on mine, our tongues dancing together. I gave it no more thought. “Fuck it. I can call in sick.” I kissed him, and wrapped my arms around his neck. I felt him push his already rock hard cock. I could see there was a fair amount of black from where she was wearing her shoes that built up under the toes and around the balls of her feet. Almost immediately, a powerful aroma hit my nose and as I went to move my head away, I found a powerful foot on my chest and push me onto my back on the bed. “Don’t even think about escaping. This is what you wanted” she noted as she was now sliding both of her greasy feet all over my face. It was true what they said, they were certainly face huggers.. I made it clear from the beginning that I wanted to hear her real opinions, and I could handle her differing from my views. “If we all thought the same about everything, the world would be extremely boring.” I told her. “I welcome an alternate viewpoint.” I had a break in classes coming up and wanted to get out of town for a bit, just to decompress. I didn’t feel right leaving Wren alone, so I asked her if she had any ideas for somewhere to go. “I’ve always wanted to see Studio B in Nashville.”. She yelped a little taken aback by the surprise. Lotta's hand delved down the front of my jeans and instantly gripped my throbbing cock, she placed a finger down my foreskin and circled the hard head of my cock. The doors opened and we almost crawled to Lotta's room still with our hands and arms in intimate places. We were finally inside the plush apartment and before the door had shut I threw Lotta against the wall and was on her, as we kissed manically and passionately my hands ran up her leg.