I looked up startled and realized he had come in late, my face flushed and I put my head down. I sat and continued to think as between my legs began...to get wetter and I had a throbbing feeling in the worse way. I squirmed for the remainder of the class and ran as soon as the bell rang. Straight to the library... He ground harder and harder against me, until I was completely soaked, I couldn’t help it I needed him. I moaned against his skin and began begging him, "Please Brandon please I. A bit strong, but it'd do. "Well, apparently I'm a statuesque god of chocolate thunder that deserves a little worship," he teased back, nodding to my comment this morning. An amused smile cracked on my face as I tilted my head, brown curls hanging over my shoulder.Confident guy, couldn't have been past his mid twenties. It was rare for people my age to be in such a classy place like this; everyone else would have been out in the club or whatever. But he and I were here, just flirting and having. As I head on out to the patio, I find Mariel laying on a patio chair with her legs propped up and spread wide, I looked down and saw how wet she was, OMG, with the moon light shinning on her body she almost seemed to glitter in the dark and her juices than ran down her legs was pure heaven, she was not to be denied the orgasm of her life. I handed her the glass of wine, and then I said, are you ready I know that I am, she said well then, why you still standing there my servant, come and please. When I did, I leaned down and whispered into her ear, “I love you.” Those words generated warmth. It was like your grandmother’s oven, not like a microwave. We melted a little more into one another. Katie may as well have been invisible. My hand and fingers wanted to take my wife somewhere beautiful. As her excitement grew, she reached over and began pulling at my penis through my pajamas. I didn’t think I could ever be harder than I was right now. I was willing to be proven wrong. “Katie, I’m.