I offered her some of the whiskey I travelled with and she graciously accepted it.Our talk reactivated some memories I had from when I was in my Maste...s program. Not having the money to go more than year beyond it, I’d taken this job and was doing well. It had its intellectual stimulation but wasn’t like doing my own research.There were a number of questions I wanted to ask her but she was quite skilled at taking control of the conversation. I did determine that she was in her very early. Since the cops are still up waiting for someone to show up, I’m going to run all out.As I did laps, I kept pushing myself to run faster and faster. The place in my head warned me that people would soon see me running this fast, so I slowed it down to the pace it said was good without being too fast. After running as hard and fast as I had been, this felt like I was jogging slowly now. I was still lapping Cheryl three laps to every lap she did, but since she was running at a good pace herself,. I curled the tips downward, pressing on her spongy G-spot, knowing that this would probably make her cum in short order. But even I was shocked at just how quickly! It was only a matter of a minute or so before she cried out her impending orgasm“Oh God Tommy! Oh, I’m cumming baby, I’m… I’m… CUUMMINNGG!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. Her ass bucked back and she writhed and twisted on the back of the sofa so much I had to hold her down to keep her from falling. My pinning her down made it. “Ibet that guy is, right now, wondering what sort ofdream he’s just had.” “It was damn near a wet dream,” Sheila was laughing,too. “Did you see the bulge in his pants?” “No, but he wouldn’t be human if it wasn’t there,”Kevin answered and opened his robe to demonstrate howhuman he was, himself. “Wow!” Sheila exclaimed. “Is that for me or for Mandy?” “I think Mandy should have it, don’t you?.