A little breezy, but not too bad”Turning into my hallway, I noticed my buddy’s partner was already entering into their room two doors down from mi...e.When we arrived to the front of my door, I began putting my hand in my pocket to retrieve the room keys. On the rush to just drop the bags into the apartment and continue my merry way to the movie theatre, I decided to not put the bags on the floor and I just pushed my right hand hard into my pocket with my the bag handles still around my wrist. . .. " I squirmed, rubbing my cheekbone where her blow had landed."That's ... gross!" she hissed.I knew there was no way to discuss this with her mother downstairs ready to pounce and so I gathered up my books."Is everything all right up there? What was that noise?" her mother called from downstairs."No, we're alright. I just slammed my book. I have to be home early," I called, hoping to forestall her coming upstairs.Luckily, I had my books pulled together before the formidable figure rounded. He knew he could hold on for a few more tries, but if he built her up any longer, she would simply explode and be done. So he knew it was time for her first climax. It wasn’t a matter of fucking her any harder; he couldn’t do that if he tried. Rather, while he was pounding her tight cunt from behind, he squeezed her thighs hard and maneuvered his fingers so they were stimulating her clit while his cock was powerfully sliding back and forth inside of her. Jessica began shouting, and lost all. The first time her touch ran up the inside of my thighs I thought I would orgasm right there. I was craving for her to touch my pussy, but time and time again she refused to draw down my panties. Instead she would get a little bit nearer before drawing away. She kissed my knees and worked up to my hips. Over to my tummy and down the other leg. Over and over.She lay me down on the bed and came down beside me. We kissed slowly then urgently then slowly. Running our hands up and down each.