I hadn't wanted a sudden gust of strong wind to make my sled spin out of control. One taste of having to recover from an unstable spin had definitely ...een one taste too many.By the way, when a mind 'pushed' the sled, there was no effort required, except for a tiny amount of concentration. Ordering an NP-fingertip to push is much the same as ordering a person to push something for me: I tell them what to do, and they do it. With NP I have to keep aware of it, and continually want it to keep. I tremble and look to his groin, my hand soon finds his bulge hardening to it's gentle squeeze. I can't wait, but somehow, I do as the lights of the suburbs leave us behind.I've lost track of where we are, he pulls into a quiet looking spot between some trees. He has hardly turned the engine off and I am on him, kissing him how I know he likes, teasing him with my lips and tongue until he loses it and presses me to him. I feel his cock is rock hard and I grip it through his trousers as we kiss. She is with me in Fergusson College & whenever I saw her, I used to get hard. We used to talk very rarely until I had some problem with one of the difficulties. This time she really helped me a lot and now I found a new feeling of making love with her. Since her cubicle was nearby, whenever see bend down to take or put anything, I used to see her cleavage and enjoy her boobs but I could never gather courage to tell her or propose her anything. Her mere look was sufficient to excite me. I had. I was getting close to shooting but I was trying to wait. Joe told her he was about to cum. She took his huge cock out of her mouth and jerked it off onto her face. He shot gallons of cum all over her face and tits. I shot off in her panties. I dropped them back on the floor and hurried back to bed. When everyone woke up on Sunday I couldn't help but wonder if Mary was wearing the panties that I had cum in..........I saw Mary lean over to Joe with a little smile on her face and whisper in his.