I fed her, she did the same.. It was really good. We had dinner and sat down watching a movie..Suddenly I gathered some courage and moved my little fi...ger to touch her, she was fine with it.. I held it then.. Slowly I moved and held her hand.. I was no longer watching the movie and thinking what next. What next . what next.Then she said “you cab keep your hands” I smiled and kept my hands behind her hugging shoulders.. She was comfortable And rested her head on me, I started ceasing her hair,. “Well, how can I improve?” she asked.“Really your form is perfect. Your hands glide through the water without a splash. Your legs are perfectly synched with your arms.”“Oh, Tim, you are being kind. But I am exhausted. I need to maintain my energy,” she said.“Maybe it’s your diet? Are you getting enough nutrients?”“Good point Tim. I think I need more protein.” And with that she lunged up and took my cock in her mouth. I was soft, but in no time I was my full, hardest, seven inches. She. "Do you have any idea what might have caused it?" For the nervous p*****n the question seemed to resonate around the small office. This is exactly where she didn't want to go."Ugh ... ugh ... I don't know but couldn't you just ... you know take a look ... and um see if it's anything uh, serious?" Rebecca Sullivan was a 'died in the wool' lesbian. The cute little p*****n girl sitting beside her desk was practically begging her to look at her pussy. Becky's head started to spin. Fooling around on. Betsy completely relaxed between us, like a rag doll, but neither of us stopped or even slowed our strokes into her. I fucked her ass as hard as I could, and Sam did the same for her pussy, buffeting her limp body between us. I was looking at his face, and I saw a grimace of joy seize it; he gritted his teeth and grunted loudly, before relaxing. He had cum also, but he didn't stop driving his cock in and out of the acquiescent pussy above him. I didn't stop either, even when my climax welled up.