I slithered my tongue all around the purple helmet of his cock never taking my eyes off his, as I slowly fed his cock into my hungry mouth. Swirling m... tongue around the purple helmet and shaft, I began to lick the underside of his heavy balls. Mr.O moved forward slightly and I slithered my tongue toward his asshole. I flicked my tongue around the puckered rim and then slowly slid the tip inside his asshole. He moaned rather loudly, obviously enjoying the sensations my tongue was providing when. Her hands searched between the milky thighs for the wet open crevice in front of her face. She opened her eyes wide and watched her fingers part the pink, flower pedals revealing the inside of passion. When the wetness brushed her face, Lori obediently opened her mouth to taste something new. The juices seemed to burn her lips so she used her tongue to lick them clean. Lori thought it would make her sick by tasting a woman's cunt but that did not happen. She had never tasted anything so erotic. Oddly, I felt like reaching out to her again. But when I mentioned how cool the river looked, she just grunted in reply. I doubted that she would want to speak to me this weekend, so I didn’t press her further.I spent the next day fishing and reading. Around four, I grabbed my tackle and headed up the road to a section of the river where the water crossed under a bridge. I was tying on a spinner when I heard car tires crushing the gravel of the shoulder. Hopefully it wasn’t competition for my. The buildings either side were lit but the tree-lined path was quite dark although she had no sense of foreboding as she picked out the shape of the campus gate about three hundred yards away. She watched a couple about fifty yards in front of her, walking in the same direction as she was. She saw them pause briefly then carry out at a faster walking pace, clearly arguing. Between the trees was the occasional bench seat and litter bin and it was by one of the litter bins, about half-way along.