Or maybe it was when you apologized to me when you felt you weren’t prepared to have sex with me. Thankfully you had the presence of mind to let me ...now my feelings mattered to you. You could’ve given up and stormed out the door but you stayed to explain how you felt. ‘Perhaps it was when I first saw how beautiful your eyes were, how soft and yielding they could be when you wanted. Or maybe it was after the dream I’d been changed and thought your interest in me was sinister, realizing you. “ arrey what is so hard ? Are you not interested in biotech” he asked“ I am sir. But its just that hostel n studies etc are all so new. I am unable to concentrate on my studies” I said“how much did you score in the semester 1 exams ?” he asked“overall 56% “ I saidHe immediately crinkled his face “ only 56% why are you wasting your parents money and your time?” he remarked“ I want to study sir but…” I began to choke back tears. His remarks about my parents made me emotional. I began to cry.“no. Next he knelt in front of me and I kicked my shoes off as he rolled down my tights and knickers before lifting first one of my legs and then the other to help me step out of them. And there he was, his face just inches from my exposed fanny.” “How did you find that?” I asked. “Exciting – well it was a bit embarrassing I suppose, but it was also arousing to be stood there naked whilst he was knelt fully clothed, staring at my cunt. I knew I was wet and that my cunt juice was running down the. "Hop on Sweetness," suggested Joe. "You ready?" Been for hours," Marianne replied, delighted and eager. Marta held his stiffness and guided it in as Marianne descended until Joe's penis hid completely inside. Marta moved her hand around to caress his balls. Her other hand stroked Marianne's clit and pressed against Joe's staff. Mary crawled down and licked aggressively Marta's inner labia and flicked her tongue tip rapidly on Marta's clit until she sucked the tiny hiding phalange. Meanwhile.