I have never seen such a well-written paper, not in high school, not in college and not even in graduate school. At first I thought she had bought it....But when I questioned her, she demonstrated that she knew the material down to biographical information on the authors of her references. When it was returned by her teacher with an 'A+', I asked a friend to take a look at it. My friend is the Head of the History Department at the University. He told me that very few of his graduate students were. He stopped kissing her neck and looked into her eyes. "May I?" he whispered. She stared at him smiling and nodded slowly. He untied her top bikini and it fell to the floor, her beautiful breasts showing. He looked at them, amazed. "You're so beautiful." She gave a shy but sexy smile. His hands touched her beautiful breast softly, and he pinched her nipple a little. She let out a soft moan. His dick was pulsing in his trunks and he wanted so bad to release his hard stiff cock. She must of. ’ ‘Let me get this straight, big spender, you’re going to spend all day Saturday arousing me so that by Saturday night I’ll let you do whatever you want? Whose present is this?’ ‘If it requires me to have sex with you to please you, I’m willing to make the sacrifice.’ ‘What did I do to deserve such a husband.’ ‘You do mean that in a nice way, don’t you?’ ‘I need some sleep.’ I awoke Saturday by myself, without the assistance of a nagging child. As I stretched, I felt someone kissing my cheek,. There were heavy weights on both of my legs - I couldn't move either of them. My arms were pinned down as well. There was something that had a familiar fragrance over my nose, but something was tickling my nose. Something was tickling my dick too, and it felt damn good.Ah, that was Sue's sweet smell. I took a lick. Her taste too. She was kneeling on my arms with her delicious pussy directly over my mouth.As soon as I pushed my face into her pussy and latched onto her slippery clit, Sue gasped.