I finally removed her panty and kissed her shaved vagina. She was breathing heavily and asking me to fuck her soon. I started licking her pussy walls....It was looking like used few times. It was firm and tight. I pushed my tongue inside her pussy. She was rubbing her hands on my hair. She was moaning loudly with pleasure. I liked her pussy for about 20 mins and swallowed her precum. She was begging me to fuck her, finally, I removed my jeans and underwear. She looked at my fully erected dick and. Pull it out and let me taste my ass. I need something bigger backthere." The girls laughed and stuffed my ass dildo into my mouth, andscurried around for something to replace it. I looked back to see a curling iron poised at the tip of my asshole. Thegirl welding it, unceremoniously jammed it in all the way to the base,simultaneously scratching the itch, but forcing me to scream into my cockgag, and orgasm, staining the pillow I was propped up on. "Oh dear, I'msuch a slut," I repeated as I. He was due to bring her things down the following weekend. She knew that if she saw him, things might be different. Hell, he might even sweep her off her feet. Then take her off to the nearest hotel to talk or make love to her all night. It would be nice if he did that. It would mean he had come to his senses. After all, she had over five years invested in their relationship. Something was there, or it would not have gone this far. She sat her feelings about Douglas on the back burner and once. Expanding ones horizons. I've had sex in the library, probably, 7-10 times (depending on what your definition of 'is' is), but it's been a few years since the last time (at the local university with not one, but two, beautiful students -- who also happened to be a couple). Last month, however, I was lucky enough to run into a librarian at the city library who was really looking to help me with some research I was doing. It was for a project I was working on about economic transition periods for.