Slowly you're moving your fingers against me, making me pant with want, wetness gathering on your fingers.You move your other hand down, slipping it b...tween my thighs as you remove the first hand, lifting the wet fingers into my mouth. Suddenly, while I'm distracted sucking your fingers, you push three finger into me, making me arch my back and moan out at the intrusion, but I'm so wet that it barely hurts. You keep the fingers in my mouth as you thrust and wiggle your fingers inside me. When. She was looking more beautiful than ever. My dick jumped involuntarily.“Now Jay, begin at Sue’s feet like you were about to do and just work your way up doing whatever comes naturally. Class, I want you to sketch Sue mostly this time and concentrate on bringing to life in your sketch her experience of Jay’s ministrations. Her face is a good place to start but capturing the dynamics of her body to convey her feelings would be much more powerful, although that’s harder to do.”I looked at Sue. She. Before I left, I asked her, “Can it help with sleep?”*It was awkward at first. She had dimmed the light in her dorm room and even put up a heavy blanket over the window, but light still crept through the sides. There was a single chair in the middle of the room, her bed and desk, and not much room for anything else. She lit a candle on her desk and asked me to sit down.“Are you comfortable?”I lied and told her I was. She had dressed up: bright red lipstick that I had never seen on her before. Wait, I got it! I know how I am going to seduce him. After Greg finally eats, he goes outside and plays tennis with the younger campers. I follow him, tap him on his shoulder with huff and a small cry. I say “Greg, I don’t feel good.” He knells on my level and says “What’s wrong Paige, is your blood sugar low?” He says truly concerned. “I...I…I…” I fall onto Greg, pretending I'm extremely sick. He picks me up and carries me to the medical station in the lodge. His arms are so comfortable. He.