Both began to massage and then suck the nipples as Tom began the rhythm of mouth fucking.Dawn was a accepting all and her hands grasped and massaged T...m’s bollocks. She wanted his spunk and was making sure she got it. Tom, I should explain, was a short guy, five feet two to be exact, but he was hung like the proverbial stallion. 10” in length (yes we measured it) and almost as thick as a Coke can. Strangely enough his wife was the biggest girl in our group at six feet four and with a 44 FF. I wasn't about to go out and watch Joan Crawford try to repel some man who I'd flip to get at, so I just sat there and started to read some of the other "literature" on the walls. I hated to waste the good load I had built up by jacking off, and so I sat hoping that someone would come in the other stall who would be interested in my constantly enlarging love organ. Luckily I didn't have too long to wait. This one was just a k**, about eighteen or nineteen, I'd guess. Kind of scrawny, but in. “I like it all,” came my standard reply. “Well I’d like to suck that!” he said and reached over to take my erect cock out of my hand. Surprised and pleased by this strange turn of fortune, I simply said, “Yes!” He opened my pants and began pushing them down my legs. Knowing I was going to be naughty tonight, I had worn a pair of black lace panties and black lace topped thigh-high stockings. He pushed my jeans down, past the panties and down my silken legs. As the panties slipped down my legs,. During the latter part of this term things had tapered off again. From three or four times a week, we had fallen to once a week, then once every two weeks, and now it had been over a month. I was a pretty normal female, especially in my appetites and I needed some loving. I was horny enough that for one moment I actually thought Herb, the office lothario, looked good. This was a guy who wore checked suits and parted his hair in the middle. He drove our gorgeous blonde receptionist crazy with.