He still wasn’t sure whether this was really happening or not. Maybe he was passed out in the water from a heat-stroke or something, though he serio...sly doubted that- the hand on his cock felt very real.The goddess led him to a shaded cove and there she lay down on the sand, on her back. She pulled him on top of her, guiding his dick between her legs, but not letting it enter her pussy. Her lips found his and she kissed him lightly- and the harder, more feverishly. With only the slightest. From her bent position she lifted the front of her hem, and moved it just enough to watch Ron's reaction. She studied his face as she trailed the fingers of her other hand up the inside of her thigh. When she reached her wet cunt she slipped three fingers between her legs and pressed them against her nether lips. Once into position she splayed the outside fingers and drew her cunt lips back, then thrust her middle finger into her hole.Ron's reaction was immediate. His cock raised its head from. “She is,” he admitted, “but with a couple of differences. First of all, she is announcing that it’s the last Molly Adams calendar. From now on they’ll be Molly Malraux calendars. Although,” he said, “we’re still talking about that. Molly insists on Malraux, but wants it to be Madeleine. But I think she should stick with Molly. After all, she’s been known for years — and has won the Women’s U.S. Open twice — as Molly Adams. No one has ever heard of Madeleine Malraux. And then there’s the second. That’s why you are so special to me.Me: thanks, baby.We cuddled into each other and slept. As the days passed our physical relation got strong, we would fuck whenever possible. But we knew this is only a physical desire and that our hearts are not united. We would roam entire city holding hands but we maintained a safe distance in the college. We both exchanged some kinky gifts and surprises. It was a day before my birthday we came from college by 3 to my flat. He left me saying to take sleep.