I lie on my back, calm and sure in the warmth, and slide my hands down my skin. There's a certain inevitability in the movement, despite the fact that...I'm convinced I could stop.Fingertips slide gently over the cloth at first, proud of the bulge, and the subtle leak from its tip. There's a sensitivity that's almost feminine at this point, where every touch produces a mental gasp, despite the almost complete lack of movement. The very tip of one finger, the very tip of one cock.I tease myself. I was looking forward for the fishing. Not that I had caught any fish. Steven was telling me in detail how to hook a fish. We talked until we finished our sandwiches. He put his arm around me we made the walk up the central staircase. I leaned my head on his broad shoulder. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The sun broke over the steep hills slicing through the limbs of the tree’s. Dancing upon the grass and the wild flowers. The slight wind made the sun beams bounce across the. The cock was drained drop by drop and the rest dripped down over her body. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Y sat petrified as she enjoyed his large discharges. Although she thought she had stifled by both his cock and his cum, she was still in full awareness of that would be all right. When he had pulled his cock out of her mouth, she enjoyed being sprayed while she sank and tasted his semen. Warm, salty. When they arrived home, Luc said ‘Well, I have to get back to campus. It’s a two hour drive, and I have studying still to do. My Biology final is going to be a killer on Monday.’ ‘I thought you were spending the night here,’ she replied. ‘Yeah, well, I thought about it, but I really do have a lot of work to do. I’ll see you in a couple of weeks when exams are over.’ ‘Can’t you stay, please? I miss you. I miss seeing you around the house.’ She looked up at him with soft, brown eyes – eyes that.