The view of my (well lubed) round ass right next to his hard throbbing cock (threatening to invade it) must be amazing. I arch my back, both to prepar... my self for what will happen next, and to seduce him even more.I feel the big mushroom- beautifully sculpted- head, wet and slippery, rubbing against my tiny, tender and virgin (well, small butt-plugs and few fingers- not necessarily my own fingers- don't count) asshole. His hand on my shoulder, the other holding me by the waist. His hand slips. ‘Almost, I’ve got two left and man, whoever was in bed forty tonight left one hell of a mess,’ Jake replied. ‘There was paper all over the place, and I’m pretty sure there was semen all over the bed,’ he added in disgust. He swiped his card in the reader. ‘Make a note of a kid named Paul Michaelson,’Jake told Ashira. Ashira entered a memo in the computer under Paul’s name about the masturbation, and then clicked on the ‘give warning’ key. Ashira then pushed the button for the third floor.. I hesitated, waiting to see what Joyce would do.Up to now I knew in my mind the two of us could maybe rationalize what had happened between us. We were about to entered a whole new situation. A situation I knew that could never be undone. My tongue felt Joyce’s lips part slowly and the more she opened her mouth the more of my tongue slipped past her lips. Our tongues met and the two of us pressed our lips tighter together. Joyce’s moan made my cock twitch as it began to harden. Our bodies were. Her fingers pushed through my hair as I worked her pussy with my tongue. Her aroma was intoxicating, and she always tasted so good. While one hand remained on her thigh, the other reached up to take a handful of her soft breast. Her hand closed over mine, pinching and pulling on her other nipple.I could tell she was getting close. Her breaths were short and rapid, her body was shaking and her hand on my head was braced to rip my hair out if I stopped now. With both hands I pushed her legs up.