“Once more with feeling,” she murmured, as she rolled over me, sat up, put me to her, sank down and fell forward onto me.This time we had all the ...ime in the world, as Louis Armstrong would agree, there was that gentle moving to and fro all the while, feeling my cock enveloped in a velvet clasp, and she gasped, so was obviously feeling the fulness.We idly traced patterns over each other’s skin, enjoying the soft inner arms and thighs, our navels, fingers, necks and ears, playing the game of. It was a long and lingering kiss. Mandy sighed out when they parted.Mandy said, "I don't know why but your lips feel really good. I get all tingly inside me." You're falling in love with Chris?" Brianna said shocked.Mandy shot her a stern look."We're just kissing," defended Chris."Yeah!" Mandy said. "Why don't you try it?" No way!" immediately replied Brianna."Chicken!" No," Brianna said seriously."Then kiss Chris."Brianna looked at Chris. Her friend was handsome but she never thought of him. I prepared myself, shaved my balls and arse, clipped on my cock-ring and ball spreader and poured myself into a torn pair of jeans. Boots and a loose shirt completed the outfit and I hit the road to travel the short drive to the park where I knew I’d get used.The park is only a small affair near the port of a small town but it does have a deliciously isolated toilet block that allows you to hear anyone approaching as they crunch along the gravel pathway that leads between the dense spiky bushes. “This is ridiculous. I’m the student, yet I’m the one telling the teacher to get to class.”Monica’s stern demeanor just made Becky giggle, which irked Monica more. She shook her head again, grabbed her books and bag and left the room to grab breakfast before class. She was glad to see after she finished breakfast that Becky had come down dressed and ready to teach. Sometimes she wondered how Becky had kept her schedule before they lived together, or even before they started dating.Her first.