I love the feel of hair runningthrough my fingers. Standing behind him I pull his head back by his hair.Gently trying not to hurt him. Once his head i... leaning back towards me I tracemy hands down his neck into his shirt getting my first feel of his chest.Biting my lip I slide my hands farther down his shirt reaching for his nipples.Hearing him moan I know that I found them. I smile as I trace them with the tipof my finger feeling them start to harden. Feeling them harden I gently pinchthem. Lunch was next, I still didn’t feel too comfortable in myself to try and insinuate myself in any of the groups already set up in the cafeteria. I went and bought myself a sub from the cold food station.I knew the staff tried the best they could with the budget they had to feed the students, but for that reason there were some meals I just didn’t want to try from the hot food station.I also grabbed a soda and just sat at a table which was completely free. Although on occasion Rory had joined me. "Finger your wet pussy, you little slut," you say in a harsh whisper.I quickly take my other hand and swirl my fingers in my juices to coat them before sliding them into my tight pussy. I moan against your cock as my fingers follow your cock. In and out. In and out. In and out. You push your cock all the way into my mouth, holding yourself in my throat. Tears start to form in my eyes before you pull back out. You push back into my mouth with more force as you get closer to cumming. I moan and. My name is Suresh. I was doing my MBBS in Bangalore. My family consists of 3 members. Father, mother and me. My father expired when I was in 4th class. From then on mom was all for me. She never made me think of dad. She used to take care of me. He has left us enough money to go through our lives normally with the money he gave. I love my Mom as every son would love. She used to dress as the way she dressed when my dad is alive as my dad died at her early age. Relatives told her to dress.