When my ankles were back at my ears I felt his cock head nudge my ass-hole again. “I didn’t know you could do that,” I said. “You can take pus...y from the back, so you can get anal from the front,” he answered, “Your previous anal lover obviously wasn’t very experienced.” He slid the head of his cock into my tight butt hole with almost no resistance. “Oh, wow!” I exclaimed, “That’s going in so easy.” “With your legs back like that your bum’s wide open. Is that okay? Can I put a bit more in?”. Her nipple was hard and pliant, a rubbery little nub between my fingers as I rolled and squeezed it gently, I gathered from the conversation that she was talking to the brewery which supplied the pub, but I wasn't really interested, I dropped to my knees and parted her legs before touching my lips to the soft, brown flesh of her inner thighs.She had on a delightfully small, tight g-string, a tiny spot of moisture on the gusset which acted like a magnet to my tongue as she carried on with her. "Lauren thought it over briefly. "I'll think about it," she said. "I'll let you know before the game." Okay." Actually," Lauren said slowly. "Let's have a deal. You'll have a triple-double tonight. You'll donate fifty thousand to charity whether you make it or not. I'll pay you back the money if you win. I'm not going to owe you anything, no matter what. This is the last time you'll ever talk about it, no matter what." Man," Ricky said. "You make harsh terms. But okay, we have a deal." Was Rick. "---The next day I finished up my test as quick as I could, then hurried over to Sandra's dorm room. Her roommate was still out at one of her midterms, so we sat down on the floor and started looking over the course work she was having the most trouble with. Like the previous night, I didn't do too much talking, but mostly just listened to what Sandra was saying. I wanted to hear what was frustrating her the most, so I might have a clue about where to start working with her. From what I could.