She looked down again and slowly slid her cock back out. When she pressed in again she looked directly in my eyes and as I felt her wondrous dick graz...e my prostate again and I groaned. She smiled and looked back down. She pushed my legs further up with lifted my bum a bit, and slid out again. She positioned herself a little differently and then shoved her cock back in me. This time I felt firm contact with my prostate and let out a louder groan, as I realized all 5 inches of her glorious dick. When we were about to leave, she touched my arm."Whatever it is, don't worry about it. It will pass."I looked at her, seeing the slight smile in her lips, reassuring. "Life will pass," I thought, giving her a phony smile and a peck."Can you spend a night with me?" I asked."A night?" Yes, a night." No." Why not?" What am I going to say to him?" Pick a day he's traveling." He'll call home." Tell him you are staying at a friend's." Let's talk about something else." Are you happy?" I asked her. But we move on. So the fact that kissing a girl got me hard is something I should just forget? Her sucking my dick is something I should just forget? I looked up at him hoping he could somehow answer my question in a way that would make everything ok. But he seemed tongue-tied. He looked a little sheepish like he had something to say but didnt know how to say it. And what if I told you that making out with anyone could make you hard? Even if you werent drunk. Id say you were fucking with me.. “Nick…” she breathed, asking... something.Polite. The word kept echoing in my head as I spanked her, harder than I imagined I could, each slap loud in the small space. I wondered if someone in the hall would be able to hear. Her flesh was warm under my palm, and with each blow she made a low sound of pleasure mixed with pain. My cock strained against the material of my pants. Each little moan of pleasure made me want to hit her harder, to even make her consider backing out. Again, and again..