What a pussy. It seemed like I simply couldn’t control my life or my emotions or even carve out time to connect with my lover. Lovers. Even my love ...ife was confusing. When was I going to see Lissa again?I dropped my paper in the basket at the door of the auditorium where Dr. Bychkova was about to lecture to yet another sleeping class. I’d just settled into my seat when the TA announced over the PA that I was supposed to report to the Dean’s office immediately after class. Of course he had to. That nosy reporter had finally gotten her story; she just had not expected to be the lead, snickering, Jorg decided on pancakes with powdered sugar and ham for breakfast.Anna awoke to the sound of water dripping off the eaves and noticed that the sun was just about to rise. The wind was blowing softly to judge by the gentle swaying of the silhouetted treetops. Picking up the flashlight on the nightstand and shining it on the thermometer outside her bedroom window, she saw that the temperature. I pulled her up on top of me and gave her a kiss and said good morning sunshine. She smiled and said that she had been awake for some time thinking about last night. She wanted to have my cock in her mouth again. We got out of bed and I sat in the captains’ chair. She kneeled down between my legs and licked the underside of the head and it jumped. She looked up and smiled and asked me what had just happened. I told that she hit just the right spot and that it felt very good. I coached her on. But the absurd texture and dimensions of it please me in a way such an intrusion never should happen.Lower down the bed, Pandora has folded the dress back to reveal my sex, taken my legs and arched them at the knees, parted them like a midwife preparing me to give birth. Her lips and cheeks between my legs. The feathering of her hair as she slides her tongue up my inner thighs.Chloe kisses me with such profound intent. It is as if she is gifting me new life saved from drowning. Between my legs,.