She looked up at me inquisitively, making me blush at the dirty thoughts that were running around my head."You're in room 103, just down the end of th...e hall," she said, looking at me blankly. "If you need anything, just dial down to reception and we'll be right with you."I smiled back and thanked her, before grabbing my keycard and heading down the hall. I was so relieved to find that my room was at the end of the hall. It meant that I didn't have to worry about the noises I might make during. We laid down together and I pulled the other blanket over us. Stacy curled up next to me, her head on my chest. We stayed like that for a while, talking and kissing. The warmth of Stacy’s body felt good on mine. One of her legs was draped over mine and I could feel her vagina against my thigh. She started to gently grind it against me, her mouth nibbling my shoulder. I felt my cock stir under the blanket. I turned my face to kiss her and she rolled on top of me, her hand reaching down, finding. ’ ‘Do you like my breasts?’ ‘Mmmmmf. Hmmmmm. Donna, I love your nipples.’ ‘Instead of teasing you, what if I did this?’ Donna grabbed my cock, squeezed, and started gently tugging on it. She had her fingers wrapped around the sweet spot under the head and was driving me crazy. ‘Donna. Oh, that’s perfect.’ ‘Do you like that?’ ‘Oh, Yeah.’ I sighed with a mouth full of nipple. She was pulling on my dick just enough to stiffen it every third or fourth stroke and all I could think was, ‘Man I hope I. "Win, win. She nodded. His pre-cum suddenly glinted in the dimmed lecture hall. He started slowly at first: he caressed his shaft lightly, it jumping with each light pump, as he blushed almost imperceptibly in the dim lighting. Breathing deeply the scent of her musk. She pulled up her shirt to bare her breasts; her body thrilled when a whispered moan escaped his lips. He looked like he wanted to reach out and touch her, just to see if she was real. He started tugging vigorously, deftly.