It is my turn to clean up, I said with a smile. Thanks, he replied. What is it? Its called cum, its what happens when the guy finishes. Some girls do ...too. Its messy, I said with a laugh. Sorry, he said, noticing it was all over my hands and arms in addition to his stomach and the plastic chair. No, its okay, I said wiping it up. It means I did a good job, right? He nodded and smiled. How often can you do it? I asked. Not too often, a few times a day at most. Oh, well I wouldnt mind doing it. When it happens, I'll explain it all to you. It's something that's just between you and me ... no one else."She was baffled and looked it. But I was completely serious. Until I heard that one word, I would know we still had a ways to go.We caught some really nice weather at the end of March. There was a little over a month left in our college careers. Both of us would graduate, that was certain now. What surprised me was that Dory hadn't decided to embark on teaching as a career."I've had some. Each penetration of his stiff member had my pussy walls clasping and quivering. The friction created by our joined bodies had us both panting in lust as the control we exhibited was quickly disappearing. Wishing to give me a boost because he was so close to spilling, I felt his fingers brushing against my clit.With a rough press of his thumb, I screamed out “God” in sheer passion as my body tensed, losing all parts of the world and of thought. Lost in my delight, I felt him tense in my kneading. "So how much do you reckon it's worth on the open market?" Well remember when that young couple moved in two doors away, last year?"I chuckled as I remembered how the man had offered dad a job on the road gangs with him, the look on dad's face was priceless!"Yes I remember" Well they paid a hundred and eight thousand" Wow" We're probably going to be rich darling, have you thought of that?" Not really mum" I smiled, "I can't think of anything else except you and what you're wearing" What would.