Stef lay down lifting her knees up, we kissed again as I felt my cock touch her body, gently movement and I felt her tight lips grip over my bell end ...as it pushed gently in to her. Stef was breathing long deep breathes, I started to gently fuck her with my cock just half way in and she started to relax, I felt her legs relax under me and a smile on her face.Stef’s fanny was getting more and more lubricated with my little thrusts, I started pushing a bit deeper every two or three thrusts until. ”“Well I don’t, so behave and don’t get your hopes up, because that’s not going to happen.”I got into our bathroom stripped of my clothes and had a quick shower. I was very conscious of the fact that the doors between our rooms were open and there was no door on our bathroom.Four men were only ten feet away and there was a shower curtain between me and them. It had my juices flowing and I nearly started fingering myself in the shower, but knew I would not be able to stop myself from moaning and. I never liked her mother but her dad was cool I felt bad for her and said so.We parted ways and Wanda and I went home after picking out our things, Wanda was quite for the ride back to the condo when we got there and settled in doors Wanda asked if she could talk to me about something. Wanda was looking at me with a weird expression and could not get any words out. I asked her what she wanted to say and she told me not to get angry with her but it was about my ex wife. I told her to feel free. Anarkali had the kind of approach to sex and lovemakingthat I have. Regular and often, and incredibly funny! Welaughed SO much when we were between the sheets, thather roommate jokingly complained more about the laughterthan the lovemaking. She was going to Bryn Mawr and I was at the Universityof Pennsylvania. I was very much the punk rocker. Shewas comically new wave. I gave her much grief over someof her musical choices, but it was all just part of ourhappy, good times. We would get together.