That undefinable scent that was Jason, spicy and clean and sweet, filled the entire apartment. Somehow, it wasn’t what she imagined it looking like....Not that she had imagined what his apartment looked like. The dining room/kitchen and living room were almost one room with furniture that looked extremely comfortable but somehow just masculine enough. The couch was huge, cream colored and inviting. He saw her eyeing it and smiled. ‘Go ahead, try it out. It sleeps even better than it looks.’ There. ” There was no need to give him instructions. He gently massaged my nipples with his palm and then pinched and pulled. Then he would cup my breasts and gently squeeze them. Then repeat and send rivers of pleasure to my pussy. My lover was making my whole body tingle. I had a gentle and caring lover in my bed. A lover that was getting me very aroused, much like his father when we made love.I threw back the covers and sat astride John’s leg. I sat on his left thigh just below the hem of his. One bagel may be fine for snack, but it didn't do much to replace all the energy I burned up with Kevin last night. I smiled at the memory. Then I cursed as I looked at the clock and realized I didn't have enough time left before my next class to wait in line for the stale sandwich machine.After my second class, I ducked into the Taco Bell on the way back to my apartment and grabbed a four pack of Taco Supremes. When I got home, I pulled a can of Diet Coke from the 'fridge and walked back to my. Her tits tasted of sweet sweat and salty saliva. I switched back and forth, sucking one while massaging and pinching the other. Her hands stroked my bald head and the back of my neck as she ground her teeth and moaned sweetly as I attentively teased and torqued her nipples.The constant and uncontrollably rubbing of our bare, engorged sex drove us into a state of spiraling angst. I pushed her from my lap just long enough to push my pants and boxers down around my ankles as she stripped off her.