He slowly came back to the thicker mid section of the tree, looking for a fork of branches that he could lie on. He did. He lied down and looked up at...the fading sky (what he could make out through the leaves). He needed a good rest for his long trek tomorrow towards the river. There he could try to make a raft and go downstream. He planned for a good two hours before he finally left his energy strained body to sleep. He woke the next day feeling refreshed. He knew he ha a long way to go, but. That left me. The three guys who had cum over her were watching as she crawled on her knees towards me. Her lipstick was smeared, her face and chest were cum covered and she was smiling as she gave my cock a little suck. I couldn’t believe that the girl I loved could act like such a slut. I’d learned from our previous public sex session and had a wank earlier in the day, so I knew I could last a little longer.She winked at me. “Do you want to fuck me? Right here. Right now.” That was a silly. Then again, maybe he’s faking sleep to keep from embarrassing me. That’s not beyond the realm of possibility, because he’s always so considerate of me and my feelings.While she was mentally debating the issue, Morpheus took her.Jasmine awakened with Morales gently shaking her shoulder through the sleeping bag. As she yawned, she automatically reached a hand out to cover her mouth. Barely in time, she remembered that she had not worn a tee shirt to bed. She was tempted to give him another view. So help me God, that vision of licking her all over just flooded my mind, and I had to look down at my notes for quite a while before I could get my thoughts together again.I watched every step as she came in, for the next week, then had to wrench myself back into prof mode. And she was delightful as a student. Interested, knowlegable, intelligent, considerate, with a joy of living that just shone through in her face.God, she was captivating! Every straight guy in the class was partly in love.