As she kissed me and rubbed her hand over my denim covered cock and groaned softly. Her breathing was getting really heavy and she seemed to be as tur...ed on as I was. Her hand moved off my cock and, taking hold of the bottom of my tee shirt she pulled it off over my head then pulled me close again. Now I could feel her bra covered tits pressing against my naked chest and as she rubbed them against me, her hand went back between us and I felt her undoing my zip then felt it slide inside. I. I leaned over and gave her a tentative kiss on the lips, some of his essence rubbing off on me. Her tongue pressed between my pursed lips, pushing into my mouth. I sucked on it, tasting his cum. Not much different, in taste and texture from my own, and knowing that she wanted me to do this, I responded, shoving my tongue into her mouth, gathering more of his warm salty cream. When the kiss was over, she pointed out the dollop of cooling sperm on her breast and I licked that up too. With that. She opened her eyes and looked at me, smiling even wider. “Jesus Christ, Drew… I think that was the hardest I’ve cum in my whole fucking life!” I grinned back, “Glad to hear it Rach. I was about to apologize for cumming so fast – I don’t think I’ve cum that fast since my first time!” She giggled, standing up and straightening her skirt, “I’d love to hear about that sometime, maybe while I’m sucking you off?” “Fuck you’re a dirty little bitch.” I said, pulling her to me. She flashed me a wicked. I came once almost immediately, and then in short order a second time, and then a third before I collapsed back on the desk, breathless and completely limp.I felt satisfied and peaceful, just like I always did after good sex. And I felt love for Ted even stronger than the desire that had just torn through me like a scythe. My first thought, once my thoughts really returned to me, was that this was going to be a lot of fun.Ted helped me back to my feet and kissed me. I could taste and smell.