I rubbed her clit as I knelt down and kissed her young anus.“OHHh daddy, your kissing my butthole!! Daddy? Is that ok?”“Yes baby, daddy likes ki...sing your butthole. Spread your butt for me, babygirl.” Heather’s arms came back and spread her perfect cheeks for me. I looked at her little pink flower and placed another kiss on it. I let my tongue play all around her butt, then I pushed it into her tight hole.“YESSSS, oh my gosh daddy, Are you sliding your tongue in my butthole daddy?” she squirmed. "Will you eat me out and make me cum?" I had not done that too much, but Connie picked up on that and guided me on where and how to make it happen. She came quickly and heavy. We fucked two more time that night and then first thing on the morning. We did not even dress, we just walked around the room naked and fucked whenever we felt the urge. I even had my cock in her when she was talking to her husband on the cell phone. The storm had worsen overnight and the highway was still closed. We. ." Whoa! Do that again. Was that a logarithm? Try the square root again. No, do an arctangent." Debbie, I told you, I have a final tomorrow." Do it Johnnie. Do the arctangent. Ooh, boy, can you ever punch numbers. I think I like the logarithm best. Here, see this little button right here? That's my function key. Punch that one a little." Debbie, please. Pull your skirt back down. Somebody might see us." We're in the stacks, Johnnie! People fuck back here all the time." People don't have sex. We’ll be too busy.”“Uh, okay,” he said, rejected.Then she said: “How about dinner? That way I won’t be rushed and have to go back to work. We close at six. Would that be okay?”Relieved, he said of course it was.Brad walked Maggie out to her car and they kissed goodnight, a wing-dinger, right out in front of the house beneath the overhead street light. Maggie drove home with damp panties, thinking about their deep-dish kisses. It had been a long time since she’d given herself to a man and she.