My back arches giving myself over to his touch… moving my hands over his strong arms and then across his back… moaning softly into his mouth, one ...and slips between our skin, reaching down to enclose his firm cock in my hand… can you feel the ache in my touch? I whisper into his ear, I’m so hungry… he nibbles my ear, grinding his cock into my hand, whispering… ‘How hungry? My load is strong and I will fill your hunger.’ I answer by rubbing my thumb over the very wet head of his cock, looking. I just continued to get more and more turned on as the evening went on. He licked me some more and I must have been soppingly moist as he came up to kiss me a few times and his lips and face around his mouth were obviously drenched with my insides. My husband always told me that there's no artifical surface on earth that compares to the substance that makes up the inside of an aroused woman. It can't be faked and whatever was on Ed's lips and face was part of me. This only further turned. The nipples were reaching out for me before I even got there. She knew that by then my dick was harder than the diamond on her finger, so with a quick graceful move she swung her leg over and was straddling me. We did our best to keep kissing, but my hands were greedily groping both of her breasts, while she lifted herself up from my lap so she could free my penis. Once out in the open, she stroked it with her hands and teasingly brushed her crotch against it, the latter covered by the merest. She reached out to touch my hand. “Hey, no need to be embarrassed. I gather your parents believed the same way as my mom does. I stay with my aunt Betty while attending college here and much to my own embarrassment; my auntie has put me over her lap on occasion.” We continued to talk on what we were taking in college. I began to believe that ‘love at first sight’ was entirely possible. I gathered my thoughts to have a chance to meet up with her in the future. I looked at her. “You attend.