He kissed her body like he knew she liked it. Slowly touching, caressing and kissing until her body started to respond with little orgasmic spasms. T...hrough all this, she kept wanting him to penetrate her too, lost has taken over her mind and body. The mixture of feelings, between letting him continue on using his tongue until she came or asking him to penetrate her. She let him continue since the end of that was closer and closer. It all exploded suddenly in her body and brain. It was like. I looked at the time and calculated roughly that I had made love to her for forty minutes. (A record actually for me as I had never gone on for so long.) We started talking and making jokes and in between I was fondling her nipples and cupping her breasts. We talked about our lives and I felt so very comfortable lying in bed there with her. After a while, she sat up, knelt between my legs and started sucking my cock again; in turn my cock hardened up again. My cock was aching a little and she. ‘So she was an art major at college. Sam was kind of a hunk. Not a body-builder hunk, but trim, good looking.’ ‘I can still see that. He’s a major cutie.’ ‘Sam didn’t have enough academic interest in high school to get a scholarship and his family didn’t have a lot of money so he had to work to get through. ‘Well, it seems that one of the better paying jobs at the school, and one for which you really didn’t have to have any skills …’ When the pause became unacceptably long, I intervened. ‘Don’t. When we got to the hall, she slid her hand up my thigh to my hard cock. I returned the gesture my running my hand up her thigh under her skirt and I could feel the pantyhose wet with her honey. I could feel she wasn't wearing panties and could tell she had a nice bush. She pulled me toward the restroom and we went in and locked the door behind us. As soon as we were behind the door, we began kissing. I lifter her up and set her on the sink and pushed her skirt up around her waist. I could see.