I didn't want to rush. I stood up, took his drink, and set them both down on the table. I asked him to stand up and we kissed more, now holding each o...her. I unbuttoned his shirt and rubbed his beautiful, soft, grey chest hair. He pulled the shirt away and revealed large pierced nipples. I couldn't resist and began kissing, licking and sucking them. They were gorgeous. He moaned softly, my cock throbbed even more. I slowly worked my way down to his navel, licking and kissing. I undid his belt,. I'd often help out with physics and she would often make jokes about our chemistry... yeah I said it was a cliche. This one night whilst her mother was working, we had sat and had our dinner. I'd just finished a 12 hour shift at work, Laura had made us all steak and chips. We were chatting about life, college and her new car. Everything was normal, but then she suddenly came out and said "I can hear you and Mum, you know?".I blushed and asked her what she meant. Laura replied, "I can hear you. It feels lovely, so wet, so warm, slick, wanting. I rub myself and push my fingers inside, as far as I can manage, and it feels good but I want more, jesus, more. My own scent is wafting up to me and my own breathing is taking me over and my own wet sounds are pleasing me. But I’m not there, and I stop and slowly open my eyes, just unfocused on the middle distance somewhere, thinking, wondering will I always have this yearning. And then I see your eyes, looking back at me, from the top of a row. Bobby was worried about being kicked out of the apartment. They had been kicked out of an apartment before and had spent two nights in a homeless shelter. He was afraid of living in a car but not nearly as much as the homeless shelter. At least in a car he wouldn't have strange old men trying to play with his peter when he went to the bathroom. Bobby knew his mom would go back to the shelter if they had to leave. He loved his mom but knew she wanted a bed to sleep in. He also knew she really.