"Show me," Melody growled, fiercely kissing me again.I rolled her onto her back. Melody's legs wrapped around my hips, coaxing me to move to her. Wrap...ping my arms around her, both of us needed to feel this closeness. The room definitely wasn't cold at all, our bodies starting to get covered in a light sheen of sweat.Moving my hips against her wetness, I felt the head of my cock stroking up and down her slit. Her hips moved against me, hoping to catch me. Looking deep in those green eyes and the. Now I had no idea what on earth it was but I listened.Apparently what you had to do was lie down on your bed and play with your cock until you got a hard on. The next thing to be done was grab it with your hand and move the hand up and down. If you did this it was called wanking.That evening after the meal I went up to my room to do my homework, or that is what I said. I took off all my clothes and played with my cock and it got a hard on and quite a substantial one at that; I was blessed. She managed to lift her fingers to his mouth so that he could wet them with his tongue. She knew what he liked and more than anything wanted to pleasure him, completely satisfy him as he had done to her so many times before. Her fingers found their way back to his tight dark hole and as he thrust his cock deeper and faster into her mouth her fingers penetrated his tight ring. He lost all control now and fucked her mouth more furiously then he ever had done before, her fingers pressed deeper. His hand would brush uncomfortably against her breasts. He might place a hand firmly on her knee and she would be forced to go through the humiliation of asking him to remove it, against his assertions that there was something decidedly wrong with her or his accusations that she was just an intolerable prude. Sometimes he even greeted her as 'the tight-legged Ana' or 'the convent girl secretary' or, most foully of all, 'cock teaser'. However, Ana learnt to ignore these remarks and put out of.