They were in the same class, though Kevin was a year ahead of Jake, a mere freshman. Kevin put set his pen on the floor next to him and rubbed his tem...les just beneath his shortly cropped black hair. “I really don’t get problem number six. I’ve tried it ten different times and I keep getting a different answer.”“Let me take a look,” the younger blonde said, holding out a hand. The sophomore handed his notebook over and Jake began to scan it. “Well, no wonder. You didn’t identify the different. “Have you been in there?” Marie demanded in a voice that told me the ice had been thawed, and quickly, by another molten blast of rage. “Yes!” I snapped. “Not recently, though.” “Not recently. As in not in the past two weeks since you were busted, you mean?” “Oh come on.” I yelled. “I didn’t tell you because I knew you’d react just like this. Going to topless clubs with the guys is no big fucking deal. It’s what guys do, okay? I’m not fucking them, I’m just looking. Just like you enjoy looking. His manipulations sent her body into wild spasms. Suddenly her cries and moans of passion intensified. She urged his hand and fingers to greater and faster efforts. Her eyes seemed to roll backward in their sockets as her head flailed back and forth, the mane of her hair swirling.Her hands sought and found the insides of her thighs. She raised and bent her legs until the walls of her cunt spread wide, sucking and pulling his fingers until they formed a fist buried to the last knuckle deep. "Well then. . ." I said and stood in front of her as she sat on the edge of the bed, my zipper in front of her face. She responded to this universal symbol for "get started" by stroking my cock through my jeans. When she had me semi-hard, she undid my zipper while I removed my belt. I wore no underwear, so my penis flopped out and she kissed the tip. Then looking up at me, she wrapped her lipstick-red lips around the head and slid it all the way into her mouth. I enjoyed this position for.