He took my number and waited for me to dress up. I came out and washed my face and rinsed my mouth with water.He dropped me to the station in his car ...nd I went home. At night I got his messages not to wear a bra and come 2 hours early. He even had questions for the exam for the next day. I prepared my self for the next exam. And slept, in the morning I again got a message to come early.I had worn a bra and top and went for exam 2 hours early. He called me as I reached. He was in the car, he. Ben answered it. Cynthia looked wonderful! Her outfit, an off-the shoulder jersey tank top with short sleeves, and an impossibly tight denim skirt with buttons down the front, clung lovingly to her sumptuous body. Her dark hair, loose and curly, framed her lovely face. ‘Ah…hi, Mr. Sanders,’ she said. Her eyes showed how nervous she was. It looked to Ben like if he said, ‘Boo!’ she’d jump right out of her skin. Ben held the door for her and she walked into his apartment. Cynthia stood in his. “Well you know, they are sensationalist news.” John said. He grabbed her butt cheek and squeezed it. She pushed up against his hand, and let him touch and feel her butt. She grabbed his hand and sucked on his fingers and stared into his eyes. John reached down and grabbed her by the pussy. He rubbed her crotch and she very softly and quietly moaned. With the other hand he reached under her shirt and cupped her left breast. She had her hands on his butt and she squeezed his cheeks while he. My cock felt to be on fire, but I resisted the urge to cum. After another minute, she pushed me down. "Now, I'm gonna ride you, as per your fantasy, Ted," she informed me with her hands crawling onto my stomach. She began bouncing a little bit, letting her cherry thrust onto my rod in the process. I managed to keep my hands down as she gave me the ride of my life. Our eye contact failed to break for minutes after that. "You have a nice cock, Ted, one I wouldn't mind having inside me again. So,.