Ok, maybe not beautiful. We bumped noses and mouths, giggled and laughed as our heads tried to maneuver. But it worked. Our mouths were together. Our ...ips were parted. A real kiss, continuous and heated.I barely remember rolling and ending up on top of her. Our faces too busy to notice. My hands, still with hers, our fingers interlaced. This was a very overtly sexual kiss. Had our parents appeared, we would likely have been grounded from ever seeing each other again, at least not alone. But. He was riding the wave...teetering just on the edge. To her compete delight, a rush of the most delicious sperm she had ever tasted rolled out of his piss hole onto her hot tongue. Just a little preliminary orgasm. Just a sweet preview of the full treat that lay in store. She was thrilled to have coaxed out such a sample. His cock's jerking a pulsing finally subsided and she carefully resumed her careful assault on his engorged meat. 'You fucking tease!', John screamed in his head. 'I was just. She knew what Aaron had in mind, of course. Even a nun could tell that much and she was no nun. While clearly parts of her mind screamed at her to halt his advances, to protest, to object, to put a stop to this kind of activity, she just couldn’t do it.While all this happened, I took things a bit further with my girlfriend and sister. I removed my pants to let them sit on one knee each and brush their bald cunts against said knee. I grabbed their asses and fondled them as the ladies took turns. I alternated between bites of cheese and the wheat bread.“That’s a vigorous bit of eating,” the bartender said, having worked his way over to check us out.I swallowed my last bite of food and looked him in the eye. “It’s nice to eat when I want to, the hospital keeps its own timetable.”“Which hospital in town?” he asked deferentially, handing over our drinks.“College,” Alfred answered.“Aye, my sister works at the University College Hospital in the kitchen. They dinna normally put officers.