Not only had she been awake, attentive, and excited to be a true college student, but she had dressed up so that her appearance matched the vigor and ...confidence inside her. Kim knew she had nothing to fear from this class, or any of her other classes for that matter. She had been an excellent student back in high school. In fact she had been the favorite of many of her teachers. This kind of attention did draw some negative comments from the other students, though. A rumor did circulate for a. You sit on the edge of the bed and pull me close I pull off my shirt as you undo my pants and slide them down. I step out of my clothes and push you back onto the bed grab your pants and pull them off. I can see your panties are soaked I grab one leg and start kissing and sucking on your toes. Then I start kissing up your leg. When I get to your knee I grab your panties and slide them off and spread your legs apart to give my room to play. I start kissing up from your knees up your inner thigh. Back and forth my eyesmoved; slacks, long skirt, knee length skirt. I grabbed a piece of paperand tearing it into three pieces I covered each picture from the neck upand looked again. Alan was absolutely correct. I liked wearing shortskirts but the hard delineation of my leg muscles made the longer skirtsand slacks a better choice. The phone rang interrupting my concentration. I picked it up andscribbled some notes as I arranged my next tennis match on the ladder.Hanging up, I thought for a. She let out a giggle. I squeezed her leg. My boyfriend wasn't even looking at us. He was watching the movie. I pretended to be tired and turned toward the back of the couch. I kept my hand there. It was down the front of her pants and with the bend of her legs I gained another erotic inch. I knew the blanket was covering our actions so I slid my left hand onto her side. Moving up her shirt, nearly to her breasts. I felt the edge of her bra. It was lacy. Tristian stood up and said he was going.