"I'm a Tuesday and Saturday midday regular" she said "which may explain the reason neither of us has seen each other before." I'd certainly remember s...eing you." I tossed a peanut up in the air and caught it in my mouth, a party trick of mine."Likewise!" she said flatly.I threw more peanuts and caught them all. I thought of telling her that my record stood at 43 peanuts on the trot ... pretty impressive huh!I threw another one up and quick as a striking cobra the girl got up and caught it in. " What, no way man, what are you talking about?" I said in defense of myself."Yea you did, don't fucking lie man, I saw you. Are you a fag man?" No way, you fucking k**ding me, I'm straight, you know all the girls I fuck with, come on man." Man, you looked at it, I saw you, I know that."I knew I had to say something to get him off this subject, or I was fucked. He had nothing to lose, but God forbid he told my right wing Christian fucking boss, I'd be fired for good."Marcus, I never saw a dick. 5 minutes till class; Then I notice. . . A sting of goo hanging off my finger, and loads more half-dried, pungent, sticky. . . cum."Wha?! What?! No. This can't be what I think it is." I plunge deeper into my hair, feeling a the cold slime as it completely covers my fingers. "THAT BASTARD!" I yell, then quickly cover my mouth. Everyone is looking at me.I rush into the bathroom and lock myself in a stall. I'm panting. Salivating. Before I do anything else, I bring a bunch of my hair close to her. " She rolled right into a second orgasm. Clenched tight on my cock, her head against my neck, her body tensing, a shout, "FUCK", then easing off."Oh my god. That was unreal." And she continued rocking on me. Then, "Not in me. Not now. Ok?" Sure, whatever you need. But I'm getting close." She kept rocking on me. I felt myself tensing. She slid off my cock, knelt before me."Give it to me. All over."I sat up. She stroked my cock, harder and faster, pointing it at herself. I felt my balls tighten..