Stan asked Anne if she’d like a drink or anything, Anne replied ‘Yes, certainly Stan, just a water for me please,’ and they walked over. Anne sa... on a bench while Stan bought two bottles of water and an ice cream for him. They sat together while Stan ate the ice cream, working quite hard to get it before it dripped down onto him. Anne was enjoying herself in the open air, Stan was enjoying the sensual pleasure of licking the cone and the needed chance to rest. Both were enjoying the physical. She slightly swayed back and forth as her womanly scent began to permeate the room with its arid yet sweet odor.Her huge ass was massive and slight ripples appeared on the surface from the ever so slight movements she was making. I crawled onto the bed, still pants less from our earlier encounter only ten minutes earlier. My cock was fully erect and the head touched the chilled sheets of the room.I reached out and attempted to palm one of the big black cheeks happily discovering that my hand. But now we were coming up on the last bend in the road to my home. It did indeed feel strange after essentially four years away. Of course I had spent two weeks at Christmas here every year. The first year I did that, the Dean's family had shown up for one week of that. And for the next two years it was repeated.That first summer after starting school I had wondered what I was going to do to fill the time. After the first week at home, letters started arriving from the girls telling me how much. ‘What?’ she said with a playful growl. ‘I think I should be rewarded. After all, I’ll need to iron it after you’ve creased it up, and I’m useless at ironing long sleeves.’ ‘What did you have in mind?’ ‘A kiss.’ Not only was she surprised, but uncertain how to react. Whatever happened, she must disguise her feelings. It was too late for them. Marcia had seen to that. Gina decided to make it a fun kiss. ‘OK,’ she laughed. ‘That seems fair.’ He stood with the shirt behind his back as she stepped.