When she leaned forward again, she appeared more stoic than her normal, bubbly self and I wondered aloud, ‘What’s wrong? I was just teasing you.�... She was silent for a moment and then she looked up at me as if she wanted to say something, but couldn’t. ‘Hey, there aren’t any girls back home that are nearly as hot as you anyway,’ I said trying to console her, but also out of total honesty. ‘Really?’ she chirped with a bit of renewed spirit. ‘Hell no!’ I said, and then continuing, I added, ‘I’d. I went to my knees, reached for that beautiful cock and placed it into my mouth. I then placed both of my hands on his ass and allowed him to fuck my mouth as hard, deep and as fast as he wanted. His hands found my head and held it is place, I wasn’t going anywhere but I guess it made him feel good. He finally exploded and shot a large, tasty load of cum into my mouth and throat. I held him inside of me as long as I could still feel and taste cum coming out. When he was empty I took one more. She offered us snacks and inquired about my parents and we exchanged phone numbers. Then as I started to leave her house, just before reaching the door, I looked back to say bye to her when I noticed that she was checking out my ass while I was walking. When she saw that I caught her in the act, she was very flushed but not at all embarrassed; it was like she wanted to say, “What are you going to do about it?”Since that time, when I realized that she lusted after my ass, I started to have wild. She walked down the hall, her bare feet sliding against the hardwood and echoing slightly in the narrow passage. The water was pounding hard and steam lazily rolled out from the open bathroom doorway. She stood there for a moment, admiring the blurred form of his body behind the opaque glass of the shower door. She had met John a few years ago when she hosted a symposium on serial killers at Windsor College in California. She had always admired his work and had long been an admirer of his.