It was about opposite the car park. Anyway, by the time I'd taken Susheela home and returned the Morris to the Wilsons', it was after six and Mrs. Wil...son insisted I have some tea with Petra. I didn't argue too hard; I wanted more kissing practice.Chapter 2Monday morning, when I arrived at the cafeteria for my morning caffeine fix, I saw Susheela sitting, on her own, by the window. Her head was down, and a book open in front of her, so she didn't see me — at least, I don't think so. I got the. .. uh... oooh, forgive us Len!" I hoped her wailing was pleasure.I felt her juices flowing around my dick and I started hammering myself into her, in and out, side to side she was moaning and moving her hips as much as she could, her nylon clad feet braced on the bed at my sides. We continued until I could feel the pressure in my balls building up. I increased the tempo and she was still thrusting back a little with me but her gasps were of pain as well as pleasure. Soon I was grunting too and. "But I'm going to want to!" he said, getting loud."Obviously, you don't want to," she said firmly. "Because if you did want to, you'd be trying to get in here, so you could seduce me and carve another notch on your gun." I don't have a gun," he said, almost petulantly. "And if I did it wouldn't have any notches on it." None?" She was shocked."Well, not very deep ones, anyway," he said, looking away."What does that mean?" she asked. "Are you a virgin?" No," he said defensively. "I just haven't. Time went on and we became closer and closer. She started coming over to my house and we were becoming very good friends. One night her husband was again out of town and we were watching a movie. She was lying on me; the girl in the movie had very big tits so I told Carol that I thought small tits were sexier as it was obvious she had small tits. She sat up, turned to me and pulled up her blouse and asked, "Well? what do you think?" I was shocked she was throwing herself at me. So as you can.