I could feel hands rubbing my cock and balls and ass. Before long I felt the first dildo rubbing my lips and then another and they just seem to get b...gger and farther down my throat. Finally I heard her say is anyone going to bust this ass cherry or am I going to have to bust it myself. She said keep that dick down his throat girl and keep him quite. Well she had a strap on belted up already because it was just a few seconds she was behind me squirting lube on my ass and fingering it in and. "Do you like it?", I asked. "Mmm, yes, it feels so nice," she replied. I said, "Please let me see how it looks on you." She modeled the slip, holding her skirt around her waist, and my penis was about to jump out of my boxers. "Why not take your uniform off so you don't have to deal with it?", I asked. To my surprise, she immediately began unbuttoning the uniform, and dropped it to the floor. Her breasts were gorgeous, and her bra had all it could do to contain them. "Try on a bra if you like,. It makes me feel as shallow as a mud puddle. But if that’s the way you feel, you gotta follow your heart.’ So Tim followed his heart, and he walked Susan home every day and they continued to enjoy each others company. But Susan was getting puzzled and rather frustrated. She’d always wanted a man to get to know her first, before getting physical, but enough already, dammit. No one had ever gotten to know her this well, and now she was ready to get physical, really physical. In fact she had. Now he knew her name. Mason waited a few minutes and then knocked on the door again, this time waiting for a voice to say to enter. “Come in,” said the voice. And what a sultry voice it was. It pervaded an aura of sex and resounded with passion. Mason stepped in to the room this time with confidence and sat down on one of the chairs. She had tidied up real nicely since he had last seen her but the scent of her cum still faintly lingered in the air partly masked by the scent of cinnamon.