He looked at me bewildered but soon got a pleasant surprise when I slid off the table and started sucking on his chest, feeling slight ticklish when h...s sweaty chest hairs tickled my nose. I then stood up on tip toe (as he was much taller than I was), and pulled the violist’s dress shirt down his muscular shoulders down to his wrists roughly while I bit hard into his shoulders tasting sweaty muscle against my tongue that has hungered for him for so long. He then retaliated by pulling my hair. ..from the same school as Nick and Richard.To be honest the first two days were a blur but royally fun, we went walking the shops, eating out, flirting with the waitresses, hell Richard talked two into coming up one night, to test the hot tub,we all danced ,drank, played a little pool,I think they were enjoying running our temperatures up, and that they damn well did ,but it was Richard that ended up escorting them home because they had work tomorrow... then he didnt show till the next morning,. He made and adjustment, and I could clearly see the length (and width) of his cock. He squeezed it, and started rubbing a bit."Better?" I asked.He managed to say yes."You like my panties?" I asked him again.He said yes - in the same, low tone."My cotton panties?" I said, stressing the word "panties."He nodded ... barely."My pink cotton panties?" I emphasized each word, still moving my hips for him.Another nod. His hand was still rubbing. I undid my pants all the way, and lowered them a bit,. I took a blanket from the back seat, and walked around the car to escort Sheryl to our trysting site. I arrived to find her strolling, nude, to greet me, and lead me to the edge of a copse of trees. Spreading the blanket, she knelt upon it and reached for my belt. As she released the buckle, I toed off my shoes, and pitched my shirt onto the pile of clothing she had deposited next to the blanket.My hardon quivered as she grasped me and guided my spongy head into her mouth. Her tongue swabbed my.