However, he was still there an hour later when she packed up to go home.It was a mixture of concern and curiosity that made her go over to him before ...she went home again. He was wearing a jacket and he was clearly hot and his face was getting red from the sun."Excuse me," she said, "You're going to get awfully burnt if you sit here much longer! Do you want some cream for your face?" He looked at her with a kind of blank, puzzled expression." ... I don't know where I am ... I don't know what I'm. ..it was late around 3am and I couldn't sleep even with my small fan blowing on me, so I decided to go get the book I had been reading...the one other boarder had left for a couple of days, so I just went down to get the book in my birthday suit. I had been living here long enough that I didn't need a light so when I got you the common room I just walked right in and oh did I get in. My eyes adjusted to the lack of light quite fast and the street light lit up part of the room…the part right in. How awesome that would be. My cock was hard and straining in my pants. Shama looked down. She whispered again. “If you think you hard now, wait till you see what I am going to do with them.” My adrenaline was pumping. I could not wait to get home. She went to say good bye to her friends, and then grabbed my hand, and said, “Come, lets go!” I could not concentrate driving home. I could not speak. On the way home, she asked me, “Do you fantasize about fucking me?” “Yes," I said nervously. “But ,. He had been told by his mother to go to the Huving's place and help Mrs Huving with some things she needed doing. Mrs Huving was hot, and so was her fifteen-year-old daughter who went to the same school as Dan. He had often jacked off thinking about fucking one or both of them.At fifteen, Dan was pretty hunky himself. He'd had his share of pussy at school, but most of the girls were pretty prude and terrified of getting knocked up or some disease or something. So every fuck he'd had to date was.