With my right hand, I pressed her right boobs from the side. Humping my pussy on her, I inserted my left hand into her shorts and started rubbing her ...ussy gently. She had a shaved pussy, and I could feel her dripping wet.Her eyes were closed in pleasure while her hands covered her mouth from making a noise. I inserted one finger in her pussy and gently pulled in and out. She started breathing heavily, and her face showed pleasure.Without warning, I added two more fingers in her pussy, which. . there was a little wrestling and jabbing of forks but all and all ... good meal. I left fifteen dollars and we groaned all the way out to the car ... suburban ... truck ... panel ... yeah ... the panel. The truck needs a name.We made our overstuffed way to the school where we found that the dorms were still frozen but the classrooms had heat again. Not that we were going to teach anything with no students.Wonder of wonders ... we got an office ... cubical ... in the hall ... in the Geology. Your precum tastes amazing, I'm determined to get more. I moan when I feel your hand snake into my hair, wrapping up the soft strands between your fingers. You tug on it, before I feel your fist pushing me down. I oblige the silent request, moving my hand as I take your cock to the back of my throat. "Fuck" you hiss as I hold myself there, I can feel your cock twitching as I do. I slide my mouth up, making sure I keep a good suction on your amazing cock. I go down again, your cock spreading the. You still got it,’ she said, wiping tears from her eyes and coming up to hug her mother hard. It had felt very strange the first time she’d hugged her mother when she was nude, but now, Clarissa was just her mother and she was proud of her for doing something that she enjoyed like being a nudist. There was nothing overtly sexual about nudity. It was a baring of the soul, a lack of pretense that had drawn Clarissa into the lifestyle. Not getting to watch all the naked male asses parading around.