The thin fabric pulled gently on my ass cheeks as they slid down. Then I jerked off a bit more, looking around to see if anyone was coming. I thought ...f pulling one leg out of my tights and had just reached down to do so when I saw another jogger coming my way, around 15 metres away. I quickly pulled up my thong and tights and closed over my jacket, walking away. I headed up a bit into the grassy part which separated the river path from the campus. I turned around, the jogger was walking slowly. I looked at Donna and she looked at me, remembering what had happened when the telephones were down, I invited him in. He was 29 years old, slim and about 6' tall, called Paul. We settled down in the lounge listening to the rubbish he was talking, when Donna went to make a cup of coffee, I followed her in the kitchen and told her to set it up.She came back in the room and gave him his coffee, as he was babbling on Donna knelt on the floor and placed her hand on his knee, he looked suprised. She. She moaned more loudly and said "You've got to get those pants off, let me help you" and she unzipped and started pulling them down where she discovered that there was nothing underneath. "Oh my god, you're not wearing underwear and your cock is so beautiful!" She started stroking me as I reached into her panties and started rubbing around her wet pussy. We moved to the bed and kissed for a few minutes until I knelt between her legs and started to pull down her panties. She had second thoughts. An appreciative smile creased my lips when his cock twitched beneath my gentle touch. John moaned and shifted as I reached my hand in to grab more of his hardening love, so warm and inviting.Glancing around and making sure we were well hidden by the nearby brush, John grew bolder, slipping his hands under my top and growling with appreciation when his hands groped my breasts. He wasted no time deftly unhooking my black lace bra. I felt my breasts calling to him as he touched my exposed skin for.