She seemed to like her tits being played with and was vocal about it. It was only ever going to be a fast fuck and soon I was feeling through her hair...y bush to her now very hard aroused clit. It was sensitive to the touch as she shouted out “Rub it hard, Rub it”I did what she wanted and rubbed her clit until she orgasmed.She panted loud and hard, slumping her body down on top of the wool sheet. I took a firm hold of her waist and used the full length of my cock in her coming fanny, just slowly. And, most recently, she'd gotten a boy friend. Alice had protested a bit when Cathy asked if it was ok to take the kid to her bedroom, but Stan had said it was ok, and Alice was too drunk as usual to put up much of an argument.Stan knew they were going up there to have sex, but he was cool with that. Eager, actually. Eager to watch, since he'd installed a several cameras in Cathy's room. Three high resolution color cameras and two night vision ones. Stan had loved to watch her grow up. Watch. The leg swinging would grow in intensity until she clamped her legs together with a quiet-or not so quiet!-gasp. I guess she did this a few times each week; I'm surprised the prof never called her down for it, but perhaps he enjoyed her proclivities, too! BTW, I'm lez, and that made me appreciate her activity even more.I grew incredibly turned on each time I witnessed this, and eventually convinced myself that if she can do it, I can too! I didn't first try it in class, but one day I wore a. You see, I loved him so much that I was happy to share him, even with another woman who loved him as much as I did. And I did feel so sorry for her, for giving him up and having to live with that. What happened after they got together again was funny though. I had all sorts of strange feelings. I suppose that, what with being pregnant as well, I was bound to get emotional but it was what I got emotional about really. It felt so strange. As Mike has written, it was as if they were my parents..