Oh, I love that... "Of course I can talk, moron! Now, who the hell are you!", I am calm. Well, calmer than I should be. Yes, I know I am nude now, but...I sooo... rarely mind that. Oh well. I seldom remember my former partners, maybe he is one of them... He seems blocked, though. Pensive. He still stares at mine taco shell, but thinks of something else."Well?", I jump from the pedestal. I need to get out, get some clothes, go back home. Even if I will need to sleep with professor Hippie... or. Her eyes flicked open but any protest was stifled by my urgent kisses. I was also lucky that her hands went to hold my head rather than venturing lower. Thus, I was able to work my way down to revisit, with evident relish, to where I'd recently been. I aroused and stimulated her to another orgasm which was not as explosive as the last but from the appreciative sounds, well received.Quietly, I lifted myself up as though going to kiss and cuddle but, instead, I reached between us and guided the. I used a washcloth and rinsed and wiped my abused cock.When I came back into the room she was kneeling on the bed as if taking a place in a porno movie scene. I felt like she was setting the stage for a dream sequence. I stood in front of her and she bent and took me in her hand and looked me over very closely. She kissed it several times along the shaft and then looked at me for reaction. She put a finger in her mouth and took some spittle and rubbed it on the head. She repeated that again,. Kim looked at the woman on the other side of Dan. The woman had watched the conversation. Going into full gossip mode, Kim said, “Dan is one of the better catches out there. When his old girlfriend came into where we worked to see if any of us would like to take care of him when she went off to school, I considered doing it. Of course, I knew that this young stud wouldn’t want anything to do with a woman fifteen years older than him.”Doing his best to sink into his seat, Dan covered his eyes..