It was just a routine days for all of us except for me and her internship of talking with eyes, when ever we use to see each other we used to greet an... say HI verbally but waiting for the love moment mentally. We used to meet and greet as it was like before and never crossed the line yet as we both were sailing on the same boat in terms of shyness, we have desires and love but not able to take it forward in a pleasing way. As a guy it was my task to get the things started and made up my mind to. It drove her mad. She begged me for more, telling me to pull her hair and fuck her pussy as hard as I wanted. Telling me I owned it. We switched positions and she got on top, facing me. I looked into her big blue eyes and grabbed her ass before thrusting roughly, balls smacking her asshole with every bit of energy. It drove her wild and she begged me to suck on her tits while i did this. All I could think was, duh, I'm definitely doing that, her nipples were fucking amazing. I've never had any. ’ I put my arms around his neck, stood up on my tiptoes and kissed him. ‘Maybe we still can escape for an evening.’ Our kiss became open mouth and his hands began to roam over me. This wasn’t the wild love-making of our, of HIS, youth. This was slower. It was not the exultant sex of two young lovers, but rather the calm, almost unhurried movements of two old friends. Once again we stripped the clothes from each other. This time it was slow as we savored each moment. His body was thicker, more. Having tied at 2 games apiece, we were just starting our fifth when I started getting drowsy. I found it increasingly hard to focus, making basic mistakes, allowing Mark to go ahead 3-2. I got up to go to the bathroom again, but never made it, passing out just outside the door.When I (at least partly) woke up, I was on my bed, totally nude. Mark was naked too, fucking my cunt as I lay on my back. The little bastard had d**gged me!I managed to raise my groggy head and look at him. "Um...Mark,.