Not a hand went up, not even Reg’s. The lecturer smiled.“Nice to see you all baffled for once. Here’s a clue: Getting things together.” He cou...ld almost see the lightbulb spark into life above Reg and a couple of other students. He smiled and waited for the question to come. Reg got in first.“Sir? I was wondering if logistics is about managing a supply of things, and invention is managing a supply of ideas?”“You are on the right lines, Mr Robertson. I like your phraseology. There is a common. I wanted to lick her pussy with my lips.But she was uncomfortable, so I had to be content with kissing over her pussy. When I stood up, she started to pull my tool again. She was overly excited and was trying to aim my dick over her wet pussy. She forgot that she had requested me during our chats to have a condom while we have sex.I stopped her, grabbed the condom from my bag, and put it on quickly over my dick. Then I tried to fuck her in a standing position, but as she was new to sex, my dick. Shania slid her hand down my arm until she grasped my hand. We started walking toward our complex. “I don’t know if you believe in fate or whatever,” she said, “But this is it. We’re fated to be together. When I heard you lay it all out like that, I was astonished. I don’t know why, really. I’ve known we belong together for a few days. Tonight it just became absolutely crystal clear.” “Well, you already know how I feel about you, my love. All that remains is for you to decide.” “If I love our. She had a slutty smile that screamed, I want your balls slapping my ass right now. I guess I had the same look, because the next night we went to dinner together. By dinner, I mean a couple of jager shots, some margaritas and enough fondling and innuendos to make a cinemax movie.On our cab ride home she let me feel all of her, and everything was all I had imagined. She had wonderful tits, her panties were already wet by the time we got back to her place. Although I'm not exactly sure I had.