It was a square of fake fur in a strange black and white design, but it looked thick, soft and sensuous. Mary seemed to sense something was happening ...nd pulled back to look around, her eyes widened and a hot, sultry smile creased her face, "Oh, Francine, how did you know? I've always wanted to make love on a fur rug, and now ... she looked from Francine to me and back ... now I have two of the most beautiful people I know to make love with me" she whispered, and slid from my arms down onto the. I had no control in the motion as it was being held deep and my head was being pulled back and forth, my mouth was doing the work of his hand, he was wanking his cock using my head and mouth as a more sensitive wanking device.After a few moments he withdrew his cock and I could taste the saltiness of his ejaculate. He had been so far down my throat he had just pumped it straight into my stomoch.The warm streams were becoming more numerous, firstly one directly onto my right breast followed by. Thank you, I said as I bent over to pick up my bag. Im ready when you are. Those blue/gray eyes, his pearly whites, and his deep dimples all smiled as he dramatically extended his arm toward the student parking lot. Starting off, I suddenly became very conscious that he was just far enough behind me to be looking at my butt, what he had called my fine lil booty. Yes, it was tight. I did lots of dance exercises along with our song routines. It was little like the rest of me. But it did stick out. Time to get serious. I stood up, and my cock banged against her bedpost. Ouch. Kind of a cool sort of pain though. I swung my hips and banged it against the sink again. Ouch. Cool. I stepped into the hallway carrying my handcuffs and her babyoil. Glancing cautiously at the front door (i should lock that) i wondered what she would do if she caught me right here, right now? A surge of adrenaline stirred the butterflies in my stomach. I want to get caught! I know that about myself. What would.