”I looked at the female student in the back row, and nodded. She smiled.“Staci Hammond, and I got forty-six.”Staci was average looking and sligh...ly overweight. She reminded me of Tracey Jones in a way, though Staci dressed stylishly - nice jeans and an Izod top, complete with the alligator symbol. Her hair was brown and cut short in what I’d heard called a ‘pageboy’ style. The thing that really stood out was her killer smile.“Steve Adams. I got forty-eight.”“Forty-eight? You know the Christian,. I also felt a bit disappointed, as my cock was hard again after the shower, and it seemed a bit churlish to masturbate with my lover lying next to me. But if she needed her sleep, then she should sleep. And eventually I did as well. Early the next morning, it was still dark when I slid into that half-awake, half sleepy state that sometimes happens first thing. It was in that stupor that I was conscious of a warm feeling on my cock and balls, and something soft being dragged across me. My. At first I was disappointed in myself for being unable to control it. But as the desire grew I welcomed it back like an old friend. I was just going to have to live with it I suppose. Alan was dressed in a plain white T-shirt that was stretched across his muscular chest and arms, and tight denim jeans. I wasn't at all surprised to feel such a strong desire to fuck him. I asked him,"I don't suppose you've got anything in your trousers for a woman in need, have you?"He beamed a wide grin and. The dj played one of my favorite songs and i asked adam to dance with me. It was at this point that i was getting excited. He was grinding on me and i could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass as we danced and his hands were running all over my body. I wanted him now. I grabbed my husband from the bar and we headed upstairs to the room. My husband sat on the couch and watched as adam kissed my neck and undid the buttons on my blouse. He lifted my skirt and grabbed my ass as he took of my.