’ ‘No.’ I said it with just a little too much urgency. ‘My last class ends at one. We can talk then.’ ‘Can I come in there to talk?’ ‘...ll the way from school?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Sure. I’m glad nothing is wrong.’ Biting wits those Goldbergs. She gave me directions to find her office and I packed up some books for study. I could read them in her office. I felt terrible. This is why you don’t get emotionally involved with anyone. It hurts. It sucks. I cranked up the music on my radio and sang along with. I was stunned as she was wet below and my finger find the right way to enter her hole. Now my 2 fingers started moving in and out through her salwar only. The material of her suit was making me fell very silky and the feeling was next to her bare flesh only. I was really getting hard and my 7” rod started making his arrangements in my jeans. It took him few seconds and it was real hard in my jeans. I was in real bad crowd no body bothered what is happening. We both were aware of the situation. Every slight breeze on hiswarm breast flesh was so pleasurable it made him lose concentration, andhe ran his hands over his massive mammaries in disbelief. He felt anunfamiliar moistness between his legs, and, watching himself in themirror, slid a hand underneath his boxers to investigate, licking hislips and tweaking his right nipple with his free hand. Surprisinglyquickly, he worked himself to orgasm, and again, again and again, untilafter fifteen in as many minutes, he was exhausted, and sat. He returned quickly and lifted one of my legs to his shoulder, I could not see what he was doing but I soon felt a cool liquid being pressed into my anus. I managed to get a low moan from my lips as he positioned himself. He reached between us and pressed his man hood against my anal opening. I had no disillusion as to what he was going to do next. With a steady pressure my young suitor pressed his man hood into my anus and sunk every inch of his nine inches into me. Once he had seated his.