”“Well, it’s one circle of hell ‘cause after a while, you take all your classes with guys like that. You take distribution, of course. But to ...arn a degree in a field you have to take lots of courses competing with students who are fascinated by that particular field.”“So?”“So, find something that interests you this next year. Preferably something which both interests you and can pay a salary. But, really, finding something which is interesting is the more important part.”“Teaching doesn’t pay. " (Mother wanted to give in but needed a "responsible" reason.) "I guess I could write a note, say you had a cold or something."I thanked them and told them they were very understanding. It was done!At ten p.m. I moved, buck naked, into my bedroom window. When the blind across the way rolled up, Janice was bare too, in all her big-busted, great-bellied glory. I gave her thumbs-up, and then we masturbated together. The sight of her swollen gut heaving up and down, and out, as her hips bucked set. Our sex didn't really get going until after we got engaged, it was only then that my parents relaxed their total control over my movements. So much so that they didn't object when Phil invited me to go on holiday with him. I was so exciting to be alone with a man without my parent's interference. On our first night together, Phil was very patient, slowly stripping my clothes off and taking my virginity. I think it helps if ones first full sexually encounter is special, like mine, I have no. “Why don’t you taste them?” I half sat up; my auntie held me there as I bent my head down to a rigid nipple and, slurping, I sucked it into my mouth. Her hands slid up to cradle my head. She thrust her chest against my face as if wanting me to devour her whole boob.“Mmmmm, that’s soooo good,” my auntie panted. “Now, give it some tongue.” I ran my tongue over and around her thumb-sized nipple, drawing an approving chorus of moans from her. Working my way over to her other tit with a trail of.