It throbbed in the tight vise of your lips. More of the precious fluid spread over the roof of your mouth. The flavor exploded, stimulating your sense... with pleasure. I had to pry your lips from my cock to keep from cumming in that warm, beautiful mouth. Our favorite part was coming, that kiss, that exchange of tastes that made or bodies tremor with lust. Our moans met in the kiss to become one. The passion was triggered. Our hands and lips became a feeding frenzy of flesh. Somehow, you were. "I wasn't listening really, but I heard Ellen mention that she needed, well, needed a tutor or something, and I..." Diane's eyes moved across Joseph's body, checking him out like a wolf examining its prey. A slight smile etched its way across her face as she interrupted, "And you would like to help her out, be her personal tutor. I see. So, what makes you so qualified, Joseph was it?" He stared at her for a moment thinking what to say, and then answered, "Well, I understand the material and I. She popped her mouth off of me soon after, taking in a deep breath of satisfaction, nearly squealing with her words. “That’s the stuff! You’re so thick! I still feel it moving down my throat. Is that the sign of a fertile human? Ooh, I’m going to need more of this!”My teeth were chattering with the undesired pleasure, barely able to come down from the climax as she whimpered and swallowed me. I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the tree. I hoped she had got what she wanted… but I knew. Karole was a prestigious school one that had a high turn out for scholarly, well educated young men and women who all excelled in the programs they sought after. Even the worst students at Karole, scored a minimum of 90% on most of their assignments. Having the weight on your back was a gentle reminder of the prestige and benefit that graduating from such a school would bring. It made the weight on your back more reassuring than it was frustrating, at least when you looked at it in that light..