(My roommate Charles, who spoke fluent Klingon, hardly ever left our room.) Instead of doing it in the loft, I moved us to Leah's couch, and then her ...carpeted) floor. Nothing much helped, until I figured out Michelle's class schedule and initiated sex about 30 minutes before she was due back. My timing was perfect. I had been pumping Leah for about 10 minutes when the door opened and Michelle walked in. "Oops," she said, a smile crossing her lips. "You're busy - I'll come back later." But she. ”I relaxed, determined to leave things in his control. So far, everything had worked out very well with him in charge, well... mostly in charge.He began a soft, slow, gentle patting of my clit with his hard shaft. The sensation was fantastic. Quick, little thrills of fiery passion surged from my pussy. I closed my eyes and reveled in every stroke.At first, I did not really perceive the increase in the speed and strength of his pats. But soon, my little thrills became bigger thrills, as his pats. He kissed my forehead and helped me lean back again, he grabbed the water and handed it to me, when I handed it back he helped me move over so he could be with me on the bed. He looked over at my mom and whispered that she was going to be mad at him for not walking her up, but that she could really use the sleep. I whispered back that it was ok, that I was getting tired again. I looked up at him and told him, I was waiting for you to tell me it was ok. He looked confused, so I elaborated, I. She pulled him to her and they kissed hungrily. Mia apparently didn't mess around, unzipping his business slacks, wanting to free him and feel his cock, which was hardening by the second. Her panties were quickly and expertly removed as he rubbed over her slit, finding her hard clitoris and rubbing it a few times. She moaned loudly and kissed him again. Mia managed to prop her ass up on one of the many shelves, giving her the freedom to draw him nearer with her legs and wrap them around his.