His bush, completely coated with my spit, was in my nose and face. I inhaled through my nose slowly and started to pull back, but only a little. I fuc...ed my throat back down. Up and down, and up and down, little throat fucks. I could actually feel the area where my tonsils were getting warmer from the fuck. Then I controlled a “swallow” and that took Rick to new heights. “Son of a bitch, what are you doing? How’d you do that? Oh fuck yeah.”He pulled me off his cock sooner that I wanted. I was. It was good to get back on the field. I'd missed it." You looked fresh when you ran past me and I'd heard that you weren't tired after your run, but you really weren't tired, were you? I'd been assuming you just didn't look it, but you really weren't?" No. Running isn't very tiring for me. My running style seems to make it easier for me, I guess." You know they can study running styles in laboratories. Put little colored dots all over your body, especially your feet and legs. They have you run. Now I've missed my commuter bus so I have to wait for the next one in an hour or so. Or for my roommate to get off work — which ever happens first." Ah. So you get to catch up on your filing." Did that yesterday." She shrugged. "I have most of an hour and nothing to do." Poor baby." Helen said, not at all sympathetic. "You can sit at my desk, if you like." And crunch numbers? No way." She grinned. "I usually keep my game boy in my purse but I plugged it in to recharge yesterday and forgot to. I licked my lips and I could feel my cock rising beneath my robe. I couldn't believe that this moment had finally arrived. I could have cried...it was that perfect. I untied the belt around my robe and let it fall to the floor. Her eyes immediately went to my rising cock. I walked over to the bed and slid on it beside her. I took her mouth in mine. I kissed her deep and passionate. I tongue met. Her mouth tasted like skittles. My shaky hands began exploring her body. I felt like a.