So when I pack, I always sneak in my pantyhose, tights, panties and a few outfits...So here I am. Alone in my hotel room. I have my stuff spread out...deciding what to wear. The best part is I usually travel with others so when we go out to dinner at night I always wear some pantyhose under my clothes. I guess the thrill keeps me hard the whole time. This time was no different. I got to my room and put on my glossy black tights with the crotch cut out and a pair of black satin panties on. “Amanda. You didn’t have to swallow it.”“I know. The truth is, I wanted to do it again. I have to say, it’s not as bitter as those stupid documentaries in health class said it would be.” “Don’t even mention health class ever again.” I said, while chuckling a little. She laughed a little at the comment. She then proceeded to get the remaining cum from her face and boobs and proceeded to ingest the remaining cum. “Easy there. Based on how you talked about it before, you might become a. We make love three times a week. As my boyfriend, you have to allow me to continue to do that. In addition to my twice-daily fuckings from you. That’s not negotiable!”“Can I watch?”“Only if Brianna says it’s OK.”“OK,” I said. “Now I have a condition on being your boyfriend.”“Let me guess; you want me to suck you daily? It would be my pleasure to do that for you.” I think she meant that, because she often eyes my cock hungrily, and she sucks me eagerly, as if her life depended on me exploding. "She touched his forearm and laughed. "Can't say I blame them. I've gotseven years of this left, myself. I'll just be getting used to it, bythe time I change back. Maybe in a couple of years, you could join meagain. You made a sexy girl."Patrick's voice dropped further. "I don't know. Maybe. Maybe onceJack's graduated."The young woman's eyes became bright and intrigued. "Oooh, you'rethinking about it, aren't you?" she asked in a buoyant, delightedwhisper. "Starting to have regrets? .