“Find anything good?” I ask.“Mhmmm,” Josh mumbles in reply, pulling another book off the shelf. I shift so I can see the books he has gripped ...n his right hand. Our tastes couldn’t be more different. My books range from anthropology to environmental essays. Josh’s pile is all poetry and nineteenth-century literature. He sticks the book back on the shelf and turns so he can bury his nose in my hair. That’s all it takes. He shoves his pile onto the shelf and taking my face in both hands, kisses. While Brenda was insatiable she apparently wasn't inexhaustible. She was at twenty with only five minutes to go. The only reason I had not cum myself was that she had really frightened me. Nevertheless, the Viagra coupled with the sight of those bouncing boobs before me, and the feel of her velvety wet cunt sliding against the length of my cock was having its effect.She arched her back and grasping her bountiful tits, squeezed them and lifted them up for my inspection. "How do you like these?". Outside at recess, Paul watched the kids on the teeter- totter, slide, basketball court and jungle gym on one side of the playground. Swings, baseball and kick ball area on the other side. Those who brought their sleds had climbed the school fence to the large Church hill next door; which was perfect for sledding on.As Paul grabbed the jungle gym he swung upside down, sliding right out of his shoes and trying to keep the dress from raising and revealing his new sex. Something he'd have to learn. I moved my mouth faster, sucking harder and then hear him yell out, "Fuck yeah!" as his cum shoots down the back of my throat. I swallow all I can as stream after stream of cum erupts from his cock, but some does drip out of the corner of my mouth and so as I slowly pull back from him I lick my lips to get every stray drop. He smiles at me. "That was fucking amazing, baby, so now what would you like in return?" I respond while lifting one eyebrow, "In return? Mmm...I would love your tongue and.