As she ate me out, one of her hands holding my ass started to push further onto my butt. I could feel her hands spreading my ass and her fingers gentl... pushing against my butthole. I had never been opposed to butt play and groaned when I felt a finger push into my ass.She ate me out and fingered at my butt as best she could, getting me off very easily. My body started to shake and I started to moan louder. I held her head against my pussy and she seemed to suck and lick me harder. Her tongue. She placed one foot encased in tall red heel on the edge of the desk as she was standing which spread her lips wide open. She moaned at me as she slipped a finger in deep, pulled it out glistening and sucked that wet finger, savoring her own sweet flavor.I slipped my boxers down over the tip of my cock, making it bounce up. I teased the shiny head with my index finger as I watched her finger slide back into that hot tunnel, slowly fucking herself with her finger as she stared at my fingers. “Oh,” I muttered. “Of course.” I felt so rude.Sitting in his lap, I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled his mouth to mine. My tongue immediately began exploring his mouth - he stiffened with surprise, but soon his hands were roaming up and down my back, and I was able to relax and really melt into the kiss.I guess it’s just a part of being kissy; I’ve always been super comfortable with physical affection. It was actually a little bit weird that I’d been watching the film from the other. . I was walking up Rose Street, fairly quickly, when all of a sudden, like the Grinch, I thought of something I hadn’t thought of before. I had dismissed the notion of romancing Sharon with derision, but . . . . then, I started taking stock of the situation, and my feelings. Sharon wasn’t the prettiest girl around, but she was still kind of cute. Her figure was, well, just plain stacked, the girl had a nice set of tits on her! But, so do a lot of other girls around campus. If I actually wanted.