Even though they had no clue, she despised them. I picked up my pace to go meet her at the bar.“Sorry, I’m late, honey. Traffic was horrible and...the parking lot is packed out there. Is our table ready yet?”“It’s alright, darling. These gentlemen were just keeping me company until you got here.”“Well, thank you, guys. I can take it from here if you don’t mind,” I told them as I took Laura’s hand and pulled her towards me and kissed her cheek. As we walked towards the hostess stand, I. We had our own suites, each with a bathroom, a bedroom, and a sitting room. Since we were in different grades, we had our own tutors. The one exception was in the business classes – she and I sat together for those, and, as good as I was, I struggled to keep up with her.We ate meals together, and I would take her with me to community youth activities. My grandmother arranged for us to participate in these, as she felt it was important. No one but the community center director knew who we were,. Perhaps it's the Catholic school I attended as a girl teaching me the idea that sex for pleasure was a sin. But how could this be a sin? My body was shaking with pure unadulterated lust as this old man tongued my pussy, making me writhe in ecstasy. He didn't stop when I climaxed as I thought he would; oh no, he just drove me higher and higher till I actually lost consciousness—another first for me. Never did I think a climax could be so big it would cause me to faint.Yet, I did faint, and not. I covered myself up with my towel to warm up and hunched my body forward slightly to release some of the pressure of my cock on my shorts. It seemed to work but only momentarily. I watched as Melissa swung her towel around and over her head to put it over her shoulders. As she raised her arms I noticed her hard nipples (no doubt from the frigid water) pushing against the thin material of her top. She wrapped the towel around herself and we headed back up to the campsite for dinner. We dried off.