His mind couldn’t focus on the algebra in front of him, he just wanted to feel his own flesh inside someone else, making them moan long and hard unt...l they... Oh I think something squirted out then.After 5 more minutes of torture he could take it no more and found the perfect excuse.“Dad, can I go to the library to find some books?”“What the hell do you need books for?”“I’m...researching...for my biology...coursework...”“Oh right... Well as long as you’re back in 20 minutes!”“OK, I. Ugh, ugh, shit it was making me hot. Something I could not afford when everyone was looking at me out of the corner of their eyes. Fuck, I could feel my passion rising. I could no longer type. I could no longer concentrate on anything but suppressing my desire to moan in passion.Thank heavens the buzzing and thrusting stopped before I lost control. Strangely, I yearned for more, and not just a little bit, I wanted it a lot. But the gyrations had stopped. Everything in my lower region had. The couple reached my aisle, and looked at their seats; I stood up and opened the luggage compartment for them, quickly reaching to grab their bags from the tired husband. The woman's frown disappeared, replaced by a beaming smile that lit up her pretty face. She was fairly tall, and the high heels made her calf muscles taut. And her smile, god it was beautiful and genuine, and her green eyes sparkled as she looked at me. Those heels, the flimsy skirt, and that smile all helped her manage to. It tasted great.A television announcer wearing a ridiculous plaid jacket blared that another storm might be closing in on us. I tuned him out and turned my attention back to Julie, sighing inwardly as I recalled the pyrotechnic lovemaking of the previous night.Julie's robe unfolded as she leaned over to pour herself a second cup of coffee and revealed a half-exposed breast to me. I yearned to suckle it. It had been a long time since we'd been together. Julie seemed to sense my desire and closed.