We had a very serious relationship at that moment and we loved each other very much. He taught me many new things about sex and, in particular, how to...really enjoy the art of making love. Before him it was more about pure lust and sex, but he taught me how to make love to each other.One evening we were lying in bed, hugging and kissing, talking about how much love there was in our relationship. Like always he was wearing a boxer shorts in bed. He always slept wearing those, winter or summer. I slip it between my wet lips and suck it all in slow and let it hit back of my throat. I suck hard n rub his balls as I suck up n down the huge thing that for the moment is all mine. He's moaning saying how wonderful I'm doing. That encourages me to go harder n suck faster. I'm ready to have in me.. I get up and ask about condoms he pleads with me not ti use one. "I want to cum deep inside of u, I've wanted ti so long. You won't let me?" I consider, there's nothing I want more. But remembering. We didn't neglect our studies; it's possible (knowing some of our peers) that we both did more than most, but we were very conscious of each other's presence and touched whenever possible. We took time out to go for walks; nothing strenuous at first, just strolls in Derbyshire. I showed her places I loved, where there are birds, other wild-life and trees. I got her to hug an ancient Sessile Oak in Padley Gorge; she looked very thoughtful after that. One day we went a little further afield to an. We started kissing and rubbing against each other and generally steaming up the windows. Tony was rubbing my crotch on the outside of my shorts and I was kissing him really hard with my tongue. After a while Tony moved his hand up under my shirt and was rubbing my tits through my bra. The last few times we went out, I let him play with my tits, so I wasn't surprised when a few minutes later he unhooked my bra and pushed it up out of the way. He usually plays with my tits and my nipples, and.