Chelle had a thought that she might never want to let her go, and she stove off the thought of what that might mean for her.Todd’s pharmaceutically-...enhanced stamina had apparently reached its limit and his alpha male tendencies set in as he watched the girls in their loving embrace. He excused himself and went into the adjacent bedroom and soon Michelle heard the shower turn on. She expected that he probably wouldn’t stay after he was done and for that, she was thankful.They lay there in. She walked to the table where his notes and books were still laid out. She picked one notepad up and marveled at how small, yet neatly legible his handwriting was. Opening his closet, she removed his empty backpack from the bottom corner. 'Okay, he'll need clothes. I'm sure he's tired of wearing that ass-less gown.'Going through his things, she found a pair of t-shirts, one pair of sweats, one pair of jeans, a button-down shirt, some socks and some boxers. She also grabbed a jacket just in. "Oh yes. It felt so good. I liked giving myself up to you." Well we will definitely have to repeat that if you liked it, but not this second. I need to recover."Which was fine. I wanted a shower. My ass was kind of sore then, too.But we did do it again. And again and again, while I was staying at his house.From that first time until I left their home, whenever his wife was out I would walk around the place naked. When Linda was away on a trip I would take her place in their bed. Sleeping with. Neither of us had said anything. He just leaned against the banister and I rubbed his cock harder through his pants. Too late now for a young girl addicted to cock. Too late now for any guy with red blood in his veins! I was in complete control. I unzipped his pants and fumbled through his briefs until I had a rising, pounding big cock in my hand. My heart was pumping and my excitement was barely controllable. His cock was lovely, a large pink head and strong hardness. I gulped it into my mouth.