As a bit of an extra treat I pushed my soapy finger into her ass. “Ooohhh, G, I thought you said no fun.” “So, I changed my mind. We have time ...or just a little—but not enough for fucking. We can wait for that.” She started to soap my body, but she started with the fun parts—my cock and balls. She worked her way down my legs and then back up to my ass, back, and shoulders. Then she spun me around and worked back to my balls. When she got there she pushed two fingers into my ass. What a blast!. After taking some time to breath, to splash some water on my face, I return to Sherrie to find her books stacked in two even piles at the base and head of her bunk. She has started to stretch her front leg on it's books.My job is always to 'spot' her, to rub out any kinks and to help keep the pressure in the holds to deepen the stretches.By the end, she usually shames me into practicing too but I am a 'Flyer' so all I have to do is tuck and roll, usually just stay pencil-straight. Sherrie's a. No it was not to my husband, or even a boyfriend. It was the most unexpected sex I have ever had. At the age of 18, I joined an engineering college. I was studious kid since school and did not know much about sex back then. All i knew was that people have sex to make kids. Back then, my figure was quite sexy. I had nice round 34C boobs a slim waist and round hips. Guys would stare at my boobs all the time but i ignored them.During the first semester, I had learnt that it was important to make. Kya tum maarte ho ya marate ho? Voh bola mujhe dono pasand hai main maarta bhi hoon aor marata bhi hoon yeh kahete hue voh mere pant ka zip khole kar mere underwear Mein haath daal kar mere lund ko pakad lya tab tak uski baton se mera lund under hard hogaya tha voh mere Lund ko pakad kar bola yaar tera to lund solid hai. Main bola haan magar voh Maarne ke kaam ka nahin hai islye main maarta nahin hoon only marata hoon. Voh bola kya baat karte ho yaar yeh to baat karte hue hi khada hogaya hai to.