I turned down all the offers (of which there were plenty), until word got round that I was probably a dyke. Who was I to disabuse these jerks? At leas... it stopped them pestering me. But sapphic play certainly wasn't my scene. Admittedly, I'd often looked longingly at some of the shaven pussies I caught sight of in the gym's changing rooms. But it was more because I wanted a smooth snatch too (I still had a trimmed bush), rather than drooling over the delights of 'eating' any of my college. .. to go to her ... but he couldn't. In fact, it was seven more hours before they began to wrap things up. It had been a brutal seven hours, with nothing to eat. A store owner had brought them bottles of water, but that was all. His uniform was a mess and he smelled like smoke. He'd had to help remove the remains from the vehicle, before it was turned over and hauled to impound. The body had come out in two pieces. The big one was, as usual, in the fetal position, as the heat of the inferno had. As his lovely prick slithered into my cunt I grasped him tightly. Clive’s mouth met mine, our tongues intertwined. I humped him hard. He plunged his cock harder and faster than before. I luxuriated in this fuck. As before I came quickly but I had no control over my physical responses to Clive. I held him to me in my cocoon of arms, legs and mouth. Slowly awareness returned to my consciousness. He plunged his prick in and out of my cunt. Heat permeated his skin. He groaned loudly. Spasms shook. I make him lick every drop that come out of him. After all, it is incredibly good for him. In-fact, I think it makes him more pleasant. It certainly makes him recover quicker in his training from a full orgasm and when used with a ruined orgasm is actually a net gain while providing a needed release…It is important to keep him on his toes and to that end, it is good to change things up. Sometimes after a tease and we say goodnight, I will roll over and spoon him, fondling him and whisper “You.