I moved closer to her and she placed her hand on my leg very close to my cock, which could already be seen through my shorts. She could see my cock wa... hard so she leaned to my ear and began to whisper in my, "My pussy is aching to be played with. It's been wet since you sat down." As she whispered this into my ear she grabbed my hard cock and began to whisper again, "I think your cock is ready to be sucked, I want to suck you." I couldnt believe how forrward she was, but I was more than. It was becoming so usual… so routine… and she felt completely disengaged from this act which mean so much to him and made him feel so much for her. She felt like a complete phony, and she hated herself for not being what he wanted even as she hated that he couldn’t what she needed. Neither of them were at fault, but surely this was something that couldn’t go on forever. Her body went through the motions of loving, heaving her hips beneath him without feeling more than the tingle of arousal and. I didn’t need to ask who it would have been. She grasped my cock, wrapped her fingers then lips around it and with her lips tightly clamped around my cock tip, gently thrust her mouth backwards and forwards. I urged her to look up at me, delighting in the innocence of her teenage oriental eyes, the contrast of her brown face, as she sucked my white cock. Yet as much as I tried to keep my eyes open, her massaging tongue, her sensual lips and gently sucking cheeks forced them shut and forced my. A good night of sleep had helped my ribs a bit and, thanks to Natalie the night before, I was temporarily satiated.I did go to the library on Thursday morning, but I didn't know if I should expect Natalie or not. She said she wasn't done with me, but made no mention of coming back that day to the library. I just dropped my stuff on the table and started to work. I really did have to get some stuff done for my paper and I would never get it finished if Natalie kept showing up. As it turned out,.