He grinned, blushed, as she added, “Well, that remark isn't totally true, but you know what I mean?” She grinned at him and he caught her drift im...ediately, still grinning, still blushing. She told him she was going to get them something to drink and walked out to the kitchen while he was calculating and writing the estimate, telling him to be gentle with her. She had the iced tea pitcher chilled in the refrigerator along with some cold mugs that she filled with ice. She put them on the tray. Soon, our physical hang-out sessions became almost unbearably tense. She wouldn't mention anything we'd been texting back and forth, but would frequently take long showers before class. "Naps" became even more frequent, it seemed, since I learned what they really were. Her clothes became less and less appropriate for the weather, with her skirts getting shorter and shirts getting lower. I couldn't hide how hard my cock was after she'd bend over to pick something up, giving me a partial view of. We kissed for ages. I broke our kiss because I really was about to pee myself. I went to the loo and came back into the bedroom. Lou was lying on the bed with her arms stretched out to me. I went to her and hugged her tight. "Good morning, beautiful lady," I said. "Good morning to you too." We kissed slowly with a subtle build up of passion. We both knew where this was heading and I couldn't be more ready. Louise slipped down the bed until her face was at my pussy. "Open wide, darling.. Within seconds of the starting alarm John was taking two solid streams of water in the face. He whipped his hose on the two girls to retaliate but was outgunned. Growling, he resorted to other tactics and charged Samantha, hose in hand. He wrapped an arm about her narrow waist and pointed the hose straight down her sweater. She fought back bravely as cold water sluiced through the layers of clothing, her laughter and screams filling his ears. Samantha squirmed delightfully in his arms as John.