Her voice was almost hypnotic. I could feel the fabric getting wetter as my precum kept weeping out into it from my slow stroking. “Good boy.... Stroke it faster for me now. Is that how you like it? Do you like that fist nice and tight around your fat cock? Really like to squeeze while you pull back on your tugging? “Do my panties feel good, baby? Are they the very best feeling ever on your cock? Show me how good they feel, hon. Do you like those soft, lacy boyshorts. With so many lovely, nude females around him it wouldn’t have mattered if they had added another hundred years ... the girls of BSC were just that good. Now he was sitting opposite another exceptionally pretty one, and not only that she had just jerked and sucked him off. How much better could life be? Once again Stephen Bartell had no idea about what was just around the corner for him and just how much better life at BSC was going to get!His dreamy train of thought was interrupted by Latoya’s. ’ I could feel her stroking me. I could feel myself getting an erection. Christine my Dentist’s wife, the ex-model was giving me a hand job. I couldn’t believe it. I was in shock. I was so very excited watching this, again, as if it was happening to me now. ‘Suck his cock, Christine. Take him in your mouth. I want to watch you blow him.’ No fucking way! My dentist ordered his wife to suck my cock. Way to go, Doctor. I was in Heaven. I couldn’t wait to feel my cock in her pretty mouth. ‘Yes,. He moved it to her waist, where -- if it was no warmer -- at least she had fewer nerve endings. When she broke the kiss, he kissed her eyebrows and forehead.He leaned over her to kiss her ear and down the side of her face towards the neck. She shivered."Cold?" he asked. He tucked the spaceblanket around her more securely. Then he pulled his side over his arm."Not really." Really, it was the touch of his lips which made her shiver. He stroked her side. Then he held her butt through the jeans..