Returning to my task, I slid a hand away from her buttock and, using one finger only, I slid it, millimetre by millimetre into her. The mews were chan...ing to short pants. I curled the finger up and found that oh so sensitive spot. The pants changed to gasps, my tongue and lips kept tormenting her. One finger became two and then three. The gasps became vocal, guttural, meaningless words. I increased the movements of fingers and tongue. Her words became clear : "I'm cumming, I'm cuuuuummmming,. I was following her while she was walking towards the lift. She must be 38-32-40 and i was enjoying the movement of her bums from behind. We smiled at each other in lift and i kissed her on the cheek while caressing her back. We came out of the lift and she headed towards her flat while i was noticing all the contours of her body. She opened the door and let me in and closed the door. The moment she closed the door and turned back, i took her in the arm and start caressing her back, bums and. They did not even look scared that they flunked their assignments. They just didn?t care enough about doing well. That day Sofia was wearing high heels, a brown skirt that did not even reach her knee and a black shirt. She looked at the classroom door. It was closed. She walked over to her black bag. She took out the Penthouse magazine which she had bought yesterday. She walked over to the table of Michael, since he was sat up more front then everyone else. She started flipping the. We crossed paths as I was heading into the kitchen and she was walking back from the bathroom. “Having fun?” I asked. “Yeh, its going well don’t you think?” “So, any of the guys take your fancy?” “Not really Mia, they still act like a bunch of horny teenagers. It gets a bit annoying and repetitive. I want something more exciting.” She gave off a cheeky laugh and poured an extra large measure of Vodka in my glass. “You know that they are a bunch of horny teenagers though.” I replied.