I was confused until I realized his belt buckle was an armadillo, and he was referring to sticking his cock in my mouth hard enough to push my forehea... against his belt. He was quite a bit older than I, but he was intriguing. He was a biker which always turned me on. I tried every excuse I could think of, and all he had to say was "when you think of something good, you let me know." I remember the morning he slid his hands down the front of my sweater while we were in my cubicle, and the next. She now reached down feelingon my crotch as we kissed and I in turn tried to undo her pants. When they unsnapped, she reached down stopping me and looking at each other, she asked, “Are you sure you want to do this?” Smiling at her I asked, “If you’re okay with it.” She smiled and nodding her head, we kissed again. I again tried to undo and zip her pants as we continued to kiss. With her pants undone, I went back to feeling her boobs briefly and then tried reaching down her pants. As I did, she. I had already ejaculated twice in their mouths, and I didn’t want to spend too much of my sperm on them as I wanted to be in a position to screw the daylights out of Poulimi, whom I planned to take in all her three orifices.I gently pushed the two virgins away and approached Poulimi. She had already removed her saree, blouse, and in skirt, and stood there only in her bra and panties. There were wet patches on her bra where the milk had oozed when I had squeezed them earlier. This aroused my. She was a member of the varsity field hockey team, and hockey hadn't left much time for dating. She'd met Steven almost by accident; he had finished his degree in Architecture and was supervising the construction of a building on campus. The building overlooked their practice field and she literally tripped over him one day after practice. She was a mess, even her hair was drenched in sweat. As he caught her she'd been surprised at how strong his hands were as he kept her from falling.Flustered.