?Instead of driving, you should buy yourself a bike to get back and forth. It’s only two miles. Be sure to buy a cheap one. Bikes get stolen all the...time.? I was preoccupied. How soon would we be back at the apartment? Impatience not eased any when next she drove to a grocery store to pick up some groceries, including chicken and peppers for supper. Anger boiled in my chest. Surely, she was dawdling with these mundane chores just to toy with me. I checked my watch, and it was already four. I saw her the next day outside the student union and waved. She was with two other girls and waved back like nothing was wrong. She cupped her hands and yelled, “Study tonight?” I yelled back “Yes!” instinctively and we went on about our business.I decided to cook again. This time I made goulash, which is ground beef, macaroni, diced tomatoes (canned), mushrooms (also canned), and a hazardous mix of spices that’s never the same from one making to the next. One time I put jalapeños in it, which. It did not take him long to fill her mouth with cum and she quickly went to his mouth and kissed him shoving his cum in his open mouth and letting him swallow his own cum.Even though he had just cum his cock stayed hard. She pushed a nipple in his mouth and let him suck as she took his hand and placed it on her pussy and began rubbing his hand all over her wet cunt. She used one of his fingers to rub her clit then took two fingers and pushed them in her fuck hole and began fucking his fingers. I got into the moment, wanting to ride herd on the bad guys, just like my hero Gene Autry. Damn, sounds like a 10 year-old kid, not a growing teen ... but admittedly, I was behind on the learning curve in MANY areas...So I went to the whip with an imaginary rope, while "jockeying" on my "horse's saddle". I wasn't yet aware that this "jockeying" would give way to a similar move one day, called HUMPING. As I was getting fired up on horseback, I got a sensation down below that I had never felt in.