Once I stopped expressing my anger, I could feel my nipples harden even more, even though I was desperately trying to ignore his hand. He continued hi... caresses, and I began to feel first strange sensations in my body and then very uncomfortable urges. I know, now, that what happened next was my first orgasm, small as it was. He felt me shudder, saw my hips and bottom wiggling uncontrollably, and when he looked at me, he could plainly see that I had lost all control. With his free hand, he took. Let me do all the rest!"That was exactly what I did, and I was soon totally locked into the entire experience. I'd had sex with women, my wife included, of course, but what Bob did that day was quite unlike anything I'd ever known. To say that it was 'like' intercourse isn't really true. There are aspects that are similar, of course. But taken as a whole, Bob's mouth was just different than a pussy; it was more...supple; compliant; responsive; interactive! It MOVED. It could be loose, or snug.. As she unbuckled his pants, he suddenly remembered that he had no underwear on. Would this lead her to believe he had expected this all along and cause her to stop? When she unzipped his pants and his penis came out, she looked surprised but not dismayed. This made him feel good about his choice. He never truly thought it would get this far but a part of him definitely hoped it would. As she worked to undress him, she planted kisses down the length on his body. A couple of the kisses even. ? Mr. Morris grinned. ?Let me clarify?strip.? Lisa stood silent and stunned. She had fantasized about Mr. Morris often enough; she had a thing for older men and she loved his salt and pepper hair. His face had a smooth, youthful look to it though he still looked in his forties. Still, she never expected him to ask this of her. Mr. Morris saw her hesitation and sighed. ?Look, you can either do what I say and let me write the letter or you can kiss your chances of Harvard.