It was such a thrill to me that he played with the patch of hair as if it was gold thread or something.I slipped my fingers under her panties and comb...d through the silken curls, my finger tip touching the start of her slit.She turned her head quickly and sought my lips for a long kiss. She held my head and rolled her lips against mine, and slipping her tongue between my lips, we fenced slowly, deeply."And then, Charlie ... he slipped his fingers between my legs."I felt her make room for my. Now that he had cum he became shy and sat back down at his desk. "Thank you, sir," I said. "I'm sure I can get Michael back now."He said nothing, seemingly waiting for me to leave. "Sir," I said. "Yes," he said not looking up. "Can I ask you something?" Yes," he said. "Did it feel good?" It was OK." I hope so. Would you mind if we do it again tomorrow?"He looked up at me. "Again?" he said. "Yes, sir. I want to make sure I do it right and you are such a good teacher. I just have one request.". He did not thrust or force himself; he was only savoring the ecstatic pleasures himself. I greatly appreciated that, and as I thought about it, it gave me that much more determination to give my friend Michael, that incredible pleasure of orgasmic release. I moved my tongue all over the head of his penis, feeling the smooth, softer, spongier tip and running my tongue through the piss-slit. Michael oozed even more clear slippery pre-cum on my tongue in response. I applied a gentle suction at. “Fuck!” Abbie gasped. When it was all the way inside, I slowly pulled it back out and repeated. Then began short thrusts. “Harder!” she demanded. “Oh, you like it?” I asked, pumping her harder. She was pushing back onto my hand and I could feel her juices flowing down the handle. Again and again, I plunged it inside her. I twisted the whisk slightly inside her and she let out a squeal, exploding in pleasure. Her butt bucked back and she brought her knees together as her body shook. By the time.