..John stirred and she prepared herself to face him. Having spent all her adult life running away from him it wasn't so easy now to stand in front of ...him."John?"He grunted and then coughed in response. Angela tried again. "John? Can you hear me?" Angie?", he whispered. Angela had to suppress a wave of nausea. She hated that name because he was the only one who used to call her that. She decided that she wouldn't last long in that room."You wanted to see me?", she said sounding cold as ice.His. A friendly smile that was warm and inviting, she had just graduated but was back to visit old friends and maybe make a new one. We talked for hours and I'm not sure how or when but somehow we made it back to my room where we sat on my bed together."Yeah my room was just as small." Did you have a roommate?" For awhile, she moved out to be with her boyfriend. He was tired of sneaking into the dorm so they could fuck, I would always go down to the library and wait till they were finished, God. I move down your belly, to the top of your panties. My fingers slide between your thighs, and I say, there’s one last place I need to massage, and you grunt your approval, urging me on. My fingers start to slowly circle your clit through the fabric of your panties, and you start to moan as you get more and more excited. Your hips start to grind on the table as my pace quickens. With my free hand, I pull the fabric to the side, exposing your pink pussy fully, the lips swollen and glistening with. Back off so you canjust do the head... another few seconds and..."That was it. He spurted his thick salty ejaculate all over my waitingtongue. The rusty taste was so strong. There was so much that I had togulp down some immediately to prevent an overflow. Then I used it to add tohis pleasure as I swirled my coated, extra slippery tongue around his coronawhile his system pumped out more. Soon he had peaked and I was greedilymilking the last of his cream out with tightly fastened lips,.