I looked at his huge, flaccid cock and wondered if I would ever tire of it. My mind told me that cock would be inside of me a lot, and I smiled at the...thought. Deshawn turned on the TV. We sat together on the couch and watched a couple of cable movies for the next couple hours. Deshawn liked playing with my tits. He wouldn't leave my nipples alone. He would suck on them, leaving them wet, and then blow cold air on them. They were so hard and my areolas were twisted. This made them stand out. He asked my why I was not at work I told hime I am now retired. He congratulated me, further sating that we should see each other more often now rather than talking over our back fence the odd weekend day while sitting in the yard. Of course I said I would like that given that I’m now free most days. That said he asked me if I would be interested in watching a hockey game that same evening at his home, so I sad yes I would like that. We made the arrangement for that evening to watch the game at. ” He didn’t get to the bottom before he ripped it open. “You’re gonna be my little whore aren’t you?” he asked me. I didn’t answer right away. “Aren’t you?!” He pulled at my hair again. I nodded gladly so he would let go of me. “Good,” he said. He started to kiss my neck just the way I liked it. I started to melt right in his grip; if it wasn’t for the table holding me up, I would have fallen to the floor. He ground his now fully hard cock on my ass. Moving his left hand to my stomach and his. “Thank you for checking on me. I like that,” Mary said.I nodded before opening the door and letting myself out of the room.Things changed ever since then. Mary and I met often in the library to study. For me, it was a mere revision while for Mary, who was busy entertaining boys, it was something new. Initially, we met every alternate day but very soon, realizing how effective our group study was, we began to meet on a regular basis. It was often tempting to deviate from the topic as Mary had.