He stands just inside the door with a puddle rapidly forming on the wood floor and calls out to the occupants.After several minutes and several calls ...ith no response, he concludes that there must not be anybody here. He looks around the room, which is lit only by the fire burning in the hearth. The furniture is sparse and looks to be home made by hands more used to other work. Even in the dim lighting his keen eyes have no trouble seeing what lies before him. On the floor in front of the. Sylvia knew what she was doing every bit as well as any of the boys who’d so deliciously hand jobbed me in the best of our naked romps! After minutes of infinite pleasure my cum started to rise. Sylvia must have felt my penis stiffen in her hand, heard my excited cries, seen how I thrust my cock forward and how I pulled her hard against me. Her hand slowed to hold my straining penis on the edge for a few exquisite moments then she took me through to a grunting, juddering, hip thrusting orgasm. The sensation was amazing, her warm lips, the spit, and her delicate and nimble tongue working just the tip of my cock, she pulled back, spat on the tip again and again took just the tip in her mouth, and massaged it with her tongue.She did this two or three times, and I just couldn’t take it anymore so I grabbed the back of her head, and her hair, I pulled her hair back hard enough so she felt some pain, and would not be able to move, she let out a yelp like a tiny dog and I forced her down to. After lunch, we headed back to the dorms and checked our mailboxes as we usually did.“I got it!” José exclaimed waving a paper in the air.“Congratulations!” I replied, and our other friends echoed that sentiment.“A private shower is the best benefit of being RA!” Gene said.“Of COURSE you think so!” Jocelyn teased.“I didn’t mean for THAT!” he laughed. “Did you see how small the shower is? I meant for not having to wait for a turn, or time things just in case all the showers are busy when you’re.