From beneath my lowered eyelashes I look at you, mentally tracing along those strong shoulders, the hair on your chest, following the natural line dow..., your shorts are just tight enough I can make out the line of you and I bite my lip to keep from licking them at the thought of taking it out of its confines. It is getting so hard to stop my lusty thoughts towards you, I just can't be affected this much, can one blame mental confusion from hitting the sand hard can they?Your voice again brings. I kneaded hertits gently. They were super soft,contrasting the nipples, whichwere now hard, and pointed. Sheclawed my knee, and was deepbreathing. I now inserted myother hand from under her shirt,and caressed her little paunch,and her belly button. Both of uswere now wreathing andextremely aroused. My cock waskilling me with pain, but Icouldn’t risk freeing it, as wecould get caught.Then I removed both my handsand let her calm a bit, as thesounds we were making wouldsurely get us caught. After. Although I was much older than D, it was still my first time for both of those amazing things. Then again, this had been just a few hours of many, incredible firsts for me. With the taste of his sperm in my mouth and the smell of it on my face, I went upstairs to my room and closed the door. Immediately I started to peel off my clothes, my shorts wet with my own pre cum and layed down. Oh, I thought, what a turn on, what a sensual, sexual thrill. I relived it in my head, the sight of his big,. The second impulse was to have me take her and make her mine completely.So we did things together. We visited museums; we went to concerts and visited the honky-tonk bars on Broadway Street in downtown Nashville to listen to country western and jazz music. We attended several sporting events; as a ‘faculty’ member at Vanderbilt I could easily get tickets to watch their first-class baseball team.And it was at a Nashville Predators hockey game that I discovered a raging hockey fan sitting with.