Oh. My. GOD!” and I kept stroking him, letting him cum all over my lips and tongue. You watched as his cock spurted and oozed. I licked and swallow...ed. Easing off on the stroking and pressure while the intensity of his orgasm subsided. Then we looked at our new friend and together we all laughed. “That was unbelievable!” you said. "And I’m so fucking turned on!!" It was the only encouragement I needed and I picked you up and manhandled you to the floor, pushing your legs apart.My tongue found. As the kiss seemed to finish and without a word both excited students holding wine glasses nearly full slowly moved to place the wine glasses on the coffee table. Looking into each other’s eyes they resumed kissing with more passion and after tongues seemed to duel, they gently explored each other’s mouth. As James finished the kiss he said “Wow you are an awesome kisser Jerome” and then asked “have you ever kissed a sissy boy like me before?” The chubby boy replied “I have hardly even kissed a. I ran back to my room.I felt the need to have him by me. It was all wrong. He was married. at this moment, that was the last thing in my mind. We text each other still feeling dizzy. I invited him up to my room.As he entered, we started kissing passionately and aggressively, he grabbed my boobs hard and squeezed them by melons.I sensed my underneath hot and waiting. Dripping with the need for passion. I couldn’t wait. It has been two years. I needed him to me. I didn’t have the patience for any. Man enters throughdoorway, looks daunted. Doorway shrouds in darkness, leaving no way back.Man What is this, my woman's boudoir so I think And yet tis cloaked in airs of menace, Red and blue, mixing together to a purple hue. Not so inviting as I thought it might ...perhaps away I slink No! the door is gone, I here remain Until my woman this way comes again, Releasing me from bounds of silk...Act 2Man is again centre stage, in the boudoir. His dress, though, is.