It's a short kiss, but boy, I want more. We part lips for another look, only to be broken by him pulling me towards him. We kiss again, this time we a...e passionate. We start feeling each other, searching with our hands.I stop to ask if he wants to go inside.With a devilish look in his eyes, he gets off me, and pulls me after him. We make it to the back door, he turns around and we kiss some more. He wraps his legs around me, I heave him up, leaning him against my hardening penis, I can feel his. He was a nice fellow too. I’d played basketball with him several times. You could see him out balling every day on the basketball courts near the teachers’ cafeteria.I decided to approach him after a game of hoops, ask him about the school’s past.But I found he was reticent to talk, go into much detail, as it certainly isn’t the best-selling point for the school.After a bit of prodding, on the walk back to our building, he agreed to talk, speak to me over dinner...We met on a chilly evening, in. “I enjoyed it, but the guy was smaller than you. If it’s all the same to you, I’d rather not.” I looked up at her as she responded, and placed one hand gently on her face. “No worries.” I laid down on the bed beside Bri and brought her to me, and then brought Rochelle to my other side. I looked at Lana… “If you don’t mind, Lana, I’ve just spent the last 45 minutes pounding Bri here, so I hope you don’t mind if I ask you to ride me so I can gather my strength again.” She looked down at me,. Afterwards, she drizzles oil on my upper leg, using firm strokes. Moving slowly upwards, she stops just short of my ass. I softly gasp, then her hands move back down. She repeats this three more times, each time closer to my ass, and each time I sigh. I feel the oil being drizzled onto my ass, again I sigh. She firmly massages my cheeks, slowly moving toward my crack with every movement of her hands. I feel her fingers slip along the curve of my cheeks, going further down into my crack. I am.