We'd spotted each other on the first day of class, and there seemed to be an immediate chemistry between us. (It apparently was true what some of the...women I'd dated said, that I was "cute" and "approachable.") She sat down next to me in the lecture hall and crossed her lovely slender legs. "I see Gulliver's Travels is on our reading list," she started off her conversation with, as though we'd known each other for years. "You've read it, of course?" I nodded in the affirmative, and she. It was nirvana as I sucked on this beautiful cock. I reached and pulled his ball sac downward, gently but firmly. He squirmed a bit when I did that. So I tried something else, I reached for his mouth and pulling my cock out stuck my finger in and told him to suck that. When that was nice and wet, I pulled that out and stuck my cock back in. While I was gorging on his cock, I reached in back and found his rosebud and played with his crack. I pushed and he made a sign with his butt that he. The optimism he'd felt the night before had dissipated somewhat. It seemed to happen every time after they made some progress; in the quiet, without distractions, he would hear echoes of his torments. He wondered if they would ever fall silent; he feared the answer was no.Jennifer knocked on the open door. She was wearing her red robe. That meant, of course, that she was wearing only her red robe."Mike," she said, "I'll be in our room tonight. If you want to catch up on sleep ... that's fine.. And then, with one final thrust he filled her completely. He smiled at her and pulled out.He sat down next to her and started caressing her body. He licked her neck and kneaded her breasts as he said “That was so good, wasn’t it, baby? You always taste so good to me...how about me? Did I taste good to you?” She looked at him feeling hurt and humiliated and on the verge of crying once again, then he whispered in her ear “Yeah, I bet I did...after all, you swallowed it all...not even a drop fell.