She had this.She kept her eyes closed and waited.She then felt the cool leather lightly drag up and down her inner thighs. He was making her wait. She...focused on the sensations. She focused on the contrast between the light strokes on her skin and her aching, throbbing cunt. The edge of the crop now was drawing lines up her belly, to her tits, where he rubbed the edge back and forth across her hard, clamped nipples. Sweet agony.She felt his lips again on her neck and then heard him. Actually, to be honest, I was kind of intimidated by her looks, but her nice personality made me less intimidated of her. Since she lived right next to me and shared my classes, we would take the same bus to class. Naturally, we started talking, exchanging class notes, studying together, etc.After about 2 weeks, I started being basically the only person she hung out with daily. Things like homework and food would bring us together, but we would just end up hanging out, and eventually she. I collapsed on the bed and let Mark tug my top over my head. I had nice, perky breasts 36C. They were enough for a handful. Mark started to suckle on them like a baby, but I pushed his head away. I had never been very aroused by anything to do with my breasts. I knew other women were, but I just didn't feel anything. My clit had always been extra sensitive, though. Mark got the idea and instead pulled my short skirt down around my ankles. I kicked it off, and with it went my scarlet stilettos.. She reached down with her spare gloved hand and began to massage my heavy swinging balls... once she started doing that there was no way back.Thrusting deeply my body started to tense.. "I'm coming" I grunted through gritted teeth. She pulled back them, both marigolded hands gripping my spasming cock as she pumped it for all she was worth, try as I might I couldn't hold on and with a strangled cry I exploded... fat, thick, white wads shot out from the straining head of my cock and splashed.