She unzipped his trousers carefully, opened them, and let them fall to the floor. She slid a hand up inside the leg of his boxers and fondled his ball..., his cock. “Do you like sucking cock?” he said. “Yes,” she whispered. “What do you like about it?” “I like how hard and soft it feels all at the same time. Smooth. Yet powerful. I like the way it fills my mouth. I like when it comes. I like the way the cum spurts over my tongue,” she said. “Unzip our slacks and stroke your pussy,” he said. She. I had been suffering unholy lust for this stud for weeks now, knowing to sit just behind him and to his left side in the lecture hall, giving me my finest voyeuristic opportunities. Like today, it was sometimes just a few inches of hirsuite shin. Other days, as he leaned forward in his desk, the t-shirt he always wore pulled out of his jeans revealing the smooth skin of his side, just above the beltline. But what I was completely obsessed about was one more glimpse of that hairyness across. “Hell I can do that in this small car, you aren’t showing me any skills I don’t already know,” he said.Cocky asshole.In response to his arrogance I hit the brakes, slowed down to fifty and did a sloppy drift through the next turn lane cutouts. As soon as we were back on the pavement I floored it. I got better at figuring out how to properly drift in this the car by the time I did the last drift that put us back on the oncoming traffic side from where we had left.What? No more commentary? Oh. We moved closer and started another passionate kiss. With my left hand, I traced an inward spiral over the smooth skin of her breast, arousing a shiver, and took the nipple between the base of my second and third finger. Then, cupping her breast but also stimulating her nipple directly, I moved my hand in little circles, sometimes pulling the nipple outwards.During my play with her nipples, Karen had started massaging my dick again. Though it was still restrained by my swim trunks, I felt it.