I love it. I swirl my tounge and twist my head with every thrust giving him a good dick sucking. I tell him to lie back on the bed and I go to town on...him. I grab his dick hard, my wild side coming out. I slam my face down on his cock, moaning and writhing, and drooling all over his huge, bare dick. My butt is popped up in the air as I blow him on the bed. You see the juices dripping from me and start finger fucking me from behind. I feel so swollen and warm, waiting for a cock to slide into. In the process I collected a dozen cell phones in one class. They were lucky I did not have a bucket of water to put them in.The Thursday class was the best one of the three. They were graduating this year, with many of them looking for a place in the world. They asked good questions with a couple of the students really into the Nimule refugee camp part of the trip.Where I had fast tracked some of the pictures in the other classes, Robin Parsons and Phil Jameson wanted to see each one and have. "There is only one way that you can know, and it mean that you must have been watching us. It's a very unbecoming thing to do. After all it was on your insistence that we went fishing further away." Take it easy, I am not angry at you. And as far as spying on you, you can rest assured that I did no such thing. No, everything that I know came from my sister's lips."He still had the same smile but by now Jimmy was too shocked to be bothered much by it. He looked at him for long seconds not. ”Fuck. Was he a piston-head? Did he know the motor industry? Because I certainly didn’t! I wasn’t even sure if piston-head was the right term for car fanatics. Engine head? Metal-head? Wing-nut?I grinned at my own thoughts and he looked taken aback. I tried to whip my brain into gear.“Share swop. I got cash and shares in their company for mine. Now I’m in production for them.”“You build cars?”“No, I design robots. They build the cars.”His eyes widened. I had surprised him. Good.“So you’re worth.