I went out the front door and nobody tried stopping me. I passed John, who made elaborate naked drawings of each girl he banged. He was smoking a ciga...rette and looked like he’d been here for a while and just didn’t care.“You aren’t coming back, are you, Dennis?” he said.I looked at him.“No,” I said. I ran off down the black, black road.The campus police had me in a room in Stetson Hall. Jim, Stevie and Nate had left; they’d apologized for spraying the parking lot and agreed to pay a fine out of. His finger slips inside me and this time I respond out loud, with a sigh. No that's not what I meant to say. And I definitely didn't mean for my hips to push back against him. His finger is gone. More shuffling again. Ok turn onto your back. I open my eyes to turn over and this time my first thought is that usually if a man has a body that looks as good as Paul does, they don't have a cock as big as his. It's long, thick and semi erect. I smile, then realize that I can describe his cock because. Ryan. I’ll lube your instrument up for you. Come here,” I said as I laid back on the exam table and rolled my head to one side.“My my my, Mrs. Fisher, aren’t you the accommodating one!” he said as he walked over to the table and stopped with his crotch inches from my face.I reached over and opened his lab coat, unbuckled his belt, unsnapped his pants, and lowered his zipper. I was surprised to see that he wasn’t wearing any underwear and pleased to see that his cock was already reacting to. Here’s what I’m really thinking. ‘Damn that’s the sexiest thing ever!’ I’m not referring to the car… but to you with no clothes on, across the hood of my car, your shape, your spontaneity which is missing so much from your other life with commitments, work, and family. I’m so glad I bring this out in you! I lay you back on the hood gently, but forcibly reach my hands to your bare ass from under your thighs and kiss you with urgency. I remove my shirt in haste but leave my jeans on and lock lips.