As it was winter season it was still dark. I reached college very early at 5:30 once I entered my college there was no one but when I entered my class... I saw her at the last bench she was looking very charming I could not control myself I just sang a song( chaand chupa badal main sarma k mere jana seene se lag ja tum )the song suited the environment the most as I was little dark in the class .She saw me once and smiled and again started looking somewhere else. I just put my bag on the bench and. But now, with the room reeking of female hormones, my panties were feeling rather damp.Suddenly Ms Jones looked so desirable, playing with her daughter Lisa, stroking anti-stretch cream onto her breasts and bump.They dobbed cream onto each others noses, laughing and joking on the sofa.I couldn't help joining in, leaning over the back, kissing the side of Ms Jones neck. Thinking of the age difference between Molly and her lover Emma, I had to ask: "how can you still be so young Ms Jones and have. My breathing was becoming harder and deeper, my head buzzing, and my nipples were on fire. Then the explosion came from below. The muscles in my jaw locked open and I pulled back from the cock in my throat. My pussy started to spasm around the fingers in it, and my back arched as my breathing turned into moans of pleasure. I felt two hands pulling me upright away from the mouth that was still biting on my nipple. Two lips meet mine, and a hand crawled under my shirt and bra to pinch the. Sorry." Peter, not even." Like he ever needs to apoligise to me. "I called 'cause the date was with Ame." ... who is?" Peter asked, clearly not remembering her."The one with the nails." He still didn't remember her. "The one you put a very specific 'no touch' rule on." Oh. Rules conflict. Fuck her, but don't touch her. Tricky. Did you?" Fucked up any chance I had with her. Does that count?"He winced. "Sorry. I take it you are not cool about that." She's perfect. She's like ... she's like...".