On that subject, Sylvia was doing post-graduate work.Sylvia wore a T-shirt and jeans, stark naked underneath. As usual, Cindy wore a dress. Cindy almo...t always wore a dress, because it made her feel properly feminine.Both girls settled on Sylvia's bed in her room, with a stack of books. Cindy did not smoke, but she always watched Sylvia puff with fascination."The world is divided into chickenshit watchers and brave doers," Sylvia told her, casually blowing smoke in Cindy's face. "You want to be. Very slowly she leaned forward and kissed me full on the lips. She straddled my legs and using her hips rubbed my rock-hard dick. Meanwhile she continued to kiss me hard, and I could feel her tits pressed against my chest. It was only when she stopped i realised this action had so distracted me I did not realise that Tania had undone the fastening to my pants. Tania stood up, leaned forward and grabbed my pants and my undies and with a swift tug pulled both down to my ankles. Getting to her. Mmm, she starts between little kisses. You stopped just in time, I nearly fainted. My only reply was a passionate french kiss. Do you know what I really like to know? she asks. No, I whisper. How much of your toy I can fit down there. she says smiling, while her hand is already guiding my cock to her entrance. Slowly she brings it in. My god she is so tight. As soon as my tip enters she starts to breath heavily and starts gyrating her hips like she is dancing a samba. I get her by her small. She told them to close their eyes and forget themselves, and the room, the women, everything melted away. 2 In a dream or long-forgotten memory Sam could feel himself standing, supported by the thick warmth. The London skyline in thewindow became opaque, like a twinkling fresco, while the suite stretched out boundless in front of him. Sarah and Jennifer were awake and looking at him, and Sam, unable to move, responded to their words over and over with one response – ‘yes’. They would giggle,.