Ian pulled back, breathing heavily. “Heaven help me…” he mumbled, then dove back in this time more assertively, forcing her mouth open with his ...ongue then pushing it inside. Her mouth tasted sweet like cotton candy and was hot as the sun. Ian probed deeper and deeper until he thought for sure he might choke her. He had her pressed against the wall, holding her up with his body. One of her long legs bent around him allowing their hips to meet even more. His hand slid down her torso to that leg. As she leaned back, her long blonde hair brushed against my face, allowing me to take in the sweet, beautiful aroma of her golden locks. She smelled like the freshest spring flowers, and it drove me wild. I could feel my erection grinding harder between the mattress and my stomach. Thank goodness I was lying on my stomach! We typed up lab reports, went over textbook lessons, and reviewed her lecture notes. The hours were rolling by. 9 o’clock. 10 o’clock. 11 o’clock. It was midnight and we. Sure I was hurt that he couldn't at least make an attempt, so that I could refuse him. Oh well, there was always the first night after the danger began. Nothing could beat 'glad to be alive' sex.I wasn't surprised when Mike called our room at 7AM. "Hey Maxine, is the Irishman available?" he asked."Sure," I said then turned away as I handed the phone to Martin." Hello," he said then he listened. "Okay but this might be the last time we can be seen together." After he hung up he said to me.. This dick was already lubed up it felt like. I relxed my anus and got ready for it. I could tell this cock was going to be longer that the one in my mouth. And not too thick. But plenty thick to feel it slowly stretch my hole. It took a bit but he got it in and started slowly pumping away. This was apparently was what my host was looking for because after just a couple of minutes of being fucked, I was being blessed with a nice thick load being injected into my mouth. I gladly gobbled it.