That’s when it got really good. It usually doesn’t take me long to be ready, and when he stretched me out on the bed and started sliding his torpe...do of a cock over my mound, back and forth, I was slick. He rode over me like that until we just meshed and it was in all at once and, oh, was that different. Talk about stretching. He took his time and wanted to linger in me with every stroke, sliding his hands over me on the way out, like I was something new for him that he wanted to explore. Um. My boxers came off next. "It's so big! Can i touch it?" I nodded. A slender hand rapped around my seven inch cock, a moan escaped my love-stricken lips as her sweet mouth slid onto my my throbbing erection. She started slow, suddenly she stopped and stripped out of her thin shirt to reveal her pert breasts. She pushed me onto the couch, i spread my legs providing her more room to work. Quickly she returned to her buissiness. Soon enough i was on the brink of cumming, when i anoucced this she. .. I think to myself.Naturally, coursework dominates the rest of the day, including theevening, though Ophelia does occasionally ask me for my opinion on a fewdesign ideas she's had for the Victorian-themed party we're apparentlygoing to have. On each occasion, I remind Ophelia that I'm not exactlythe most qualified person to comment on fashion design, and that I'llhave to do more research of my own- and each time I say that, I hope thatI don't come across as too heavy-handed in my insistence. " I love it when you're analytical," he laughed."Plane below us at two o'clock," I said, noting the traffic."Got it," he answered. "Of course you realize that we'll have to have lots and lots of sex."I got a little tingle in my jeans at that thought. With Susan's marriage, our sisterhood could talk freely about sex, something we did before when Susan wasn't part of the conversation. I learned that contrary to the conventional idea in some circles that sex was a base urge that intelligence would.