It was what he’d asked of her. And what wouldn’t be fair? be fair to her? There was a bit more awkward silence before he spoke again.“Look, do y...ou ever think about after graduation?” No more than three times a minute. “You’re going to be a teacher, sure, but do you ever think whether there will be an us after graduation?” Good question. Two questions, really, and the important one was in the subordinate clause.“Well, what do you think?” If he was going to freeze over a bit of commitment, he. Maybe because larger breasts tend to touch each other, while these didn't. It must have been because she worked out or something. They were big and separate, no need to get scientific about it, after all she was slipping off her bottoms now. The had a light patch of pubes covering the top of her vagina. Her labia pushed her vagina together causing folds of skin to slightly protrude out from her opening. I wanted to gaze forever at it, but that didn't happen. She quickly climbed on top of. And again tomorrow night. I could hardly wait...After adjusting my jeans to accommodate the rather uncomfortable erection I'd just inflicted on myself by anticipating what was to come, I helped Vee to move her mattress into our room. I was tempted to start winding her up by caressing her nipples through her shirt, but thought that it would be a bit too cruel as we were going out to eat.While the two girls made up a double bed for our comfort when we got back, I sat in the kitchen and did a bit. . I don’t mind Laura spanking me, kind of tingles and the pain/pleasure thing and ... Ok, so it makes her nipples dance... Out in the Lauraverse there are rules about who can marry, how, where, what is said, by who, invitations, cake, dresses ... Laura stuff. I did what I always did, counted myself lucky to be loved by the Whizz and said yes, to all of it. Laura smiled, kissed me whilst using a fingertip on my clit, didn’t stop until I orgasmed. Left smiling. At some point I’m sure I’ll find.