I’m coming. I’m coming," and I exploded in her.As soon as I spurt out, she screamed out, "Me too.. Oooh," and we both continued to cum.I laid down...on top of her, my face in her cleavage as we recovered.A few minutes passed as I raised myself up and off of her. I pulled myself out and our combined juices ran out of her gaping pussy.She looked up at me and said, "I can’t wait till next Tuesday. It’s another recycling day," and giggled.She rolled over and stood up."Do you have any Kleenex?" she. I look down at her, still snuggled into my arm. Her hair is soft and wavy. Her skin is soft and tan. Her shirt also clings to her skin. I can see her nipples outlined through her shirt. I look down her shirt unashamed.She looks up at me with gorgeous blue eyes. We hold each others gaze for a few seconds, before leaning into each other and locking lips. Tongues probing each others mouth, feeling teeth and tongue and mouth alike. It starts out slow, as they do, but blood gets to body parts that. How old is that? Clark Gable, Ava Gardner, Grace Kelly, all dead long ago. But the milkshakes were the best for miles around. An added bonus was that on Saturday mornings, most of the local college girls would be huddled together at the big round table in the corner, where we would discreetly ogle their slim legs, clad with virginal white ankle socks, from our bar stools.I'd finished my banana and mango mush by the time my curiosity got the better of me, and in a low conspiratorial whisper I. He walked over to her door (which was only a few feet from his--they shared a wall) and knocked, but after a few tries with no answer, he decided to try the knob. He was in luck; she left it open! He quickly went in, got her laptop, and went back into his own room.He emailed himself his unfinished essay from his laptop and just as he hit Send the screen blinked off, now completely dead. He flipped open Beth's laptop and when he clicked on the web browser to retrieve his email he almost fell.