He reached for her hand and pulled her behind him. He felt her tits pressed against his back, and placed both his hands on her ass, squeezing gently. ...Looking over his shoulder, he placed his hand on the back of her neck and pulled her close. Their kiss was electric. They kissed and kissed, tongue and lips, he pushed his hand up under her skirt to find her pantyless and gently started rubbing at her pussy. He took her hand and pulled it around to his front, placing it around his cock and she. These conversations almost always turned risqué, with barely veiled offers being made.For the first couple days we found refuge in the quiet courtyard during breaks and lunches. Maurice and Constance knew we were there. At first that did not seem to be having an effect, but by the fourth day of classes, it was clear that our hiding place was not a secret.At first the only change was that a couple of the students who had been attempting to talk to us in class started appearing in the courtyard. The following morning Mark woke up with a sense of severe dread, hispanties had dried and became crusty over night, but he knew he wassupposed to do a repeat this morning. It would be best to just get thisover with and head out for the day, so he wouldn't need to wear pantiesagain. Mark thought as he retrieved the boxers from where he had thrownthem and started masturbating again. It wasn't any easier than it hadbeen yesterday, but eventually after another long masturbation sessionhe managed to. How that hell can I say that with a straight face now if he seesme. I was trying to tell myself that while trying to tell him too... inbetween us making out!We were standing at the restaurant entrance, my mom was getting us atable. Michael was almost 4 feet away now. He looked at me and smiled andjust keep walking. I didn't dare turn around to see if he looked back atme. Maybe the makeup and hair threw him off my track.My mom elbowed me in the arm a little. "Charlie, wasn't that Michael?"She.