I can even get you Mary’s panties too if you like.”As she left she said, “Dinner will be ready in about forty-five minutes if you want to take c...re of that now.” She smiled, pointed at my crotch, and closed the door on her way out.I put her used panties up to my nose and inhaled deeply. It was great. The smell of her perfume mixed with the smell of her pussy and sweat was like an aphrodisiac. I looked closely at the crotch of her panties and saw that it was a little crusty. I had seen that in. "Well," she began after a pause to marshal her thoughts, "after we went to bed, er, made love, er —" She hesitated. "James," she inquired, "what do you like to call it?" Well, Fran, at least in a private conversation I like to keep it simple and call it 'fucking'." Oh yes, of course," she agreed immediately. "That's the best word. I don't know why, but I never liked it before. After we fucked," she resumed, "I couldn't move. My whole body tingled like pins and needles only far more intense and. It took a lot of effort for me to control myself. The girl suddenly raised her head and noticed that she was being watched by me. She made eye contact for a brief moment and went back to her paper.A few minutes later she is done with the paper and arched her back relaxingly and finally looked at me. I didn't know what to do, but she actually gave me a smile. It was like a beautiful flower blooming in the full of early spring. I meekly smiled back at her and ran back to my class. I couldn't. He always seemed like a nice fella, played all the sports. Annwas telling us that He had stopped by one night when her parents were outand she was alone. They were on the couch and they started making out.Ann was describing him laying on top of her while they were kissing andhow excited she was getting. He pulled up her top and she let him feelher tits. She said that she could feel his lump rubbing against her legand she let him slip his hand up her skirt and touch her pussy. The airin our room.