Ummmmm. . . are you like hard right now?Pugs Jones: Maybe. Are you tingly?Teaganella: Maybe. In my lil girl panties. :)Pugs Jones: Warm?Teaganella: Ma...be.Pugs Jones: Do you want to touch it? :) But I know you can't now. lolTeaganella: Yeah. . . .but I can't now. Do you want me to touch you?Pugs Jones: Do you want to touch me?Teaganella: MaybePugs Jones: Then maybe I'll let you.Teaganella: Hehe. . . .take my hand then. ;)Pugs Jones: HeheheheheheTeaganella: Hehehehehe :)Pugs Jones: I reckon I. He knew he measured up to other men, he had a cock like a porn star, and he was in good shape for his age. His dark hair was still thick, and his waist while not skinny still fit in size 34 pants. He masturbated frequently, it was his only outlet, and he had built up a substantial porn collection to fuel his fantasies. He had pumped a gallon of cum just wishing he could find the right live woman to meet his fantasies.Obviously he had seen a lot with what the internet provided, he knew there was. Frank nervously said he was looking at IT! Chris laughed and off he went to the kitchen. Frank then motioned for me to sit next to him. I did as he asked. He didn;t waste any time grabbing my head and proceeded to kiss me passionately. I moaned as he tongued me and signalled my willingness by massaging his crotch. He was semi hard already. Chris alerted us to his return by clearing his throat in the hall. Frank had his arm around me as we seemed to be watching the mindless chatter on the. "I waited until you were finished with your piece."At least she thought that he was the janitor. He wore the tan work clothes with the college symbol on the left chest pocket that all the janitors wore. He had a vacuum cleaner in tow and a tool belt hung around his waist. What else could he have been but the janitor? There was something about this young man that did not fit the part. The janitors were older, grizzled men. They always appeared to be in a bad mood and never spoke to the students..