Graham, think of your husband Graham.All these thoughts raced through her head in a split second before she realised CJ was amused by the stunned look...her face, so regaining herself she smiled again.Maybe say the safe words now?“I’m impressed,” she cooed, stepping right up next to him and placing her hand on his chest, running the tips of two fingers across him and getting her second surprise. He felt muscular beneath that shirt.“Perhaps you’d like to touch him?” CJ’s voice dripped. And once he looked up, and I realized that I was looking at him. He smiled at that. He had a nice smile. I felt my cheeks get warm all of a sudden, and I buried my head in my notes in embarrassment.A while later, I felt him lightly touch my hand. "Care to take a quick break? I'm buying." Okay," I said. "I'm getting a little thirsty anyway." There was a small lounge in the basement of the library: soda and candy machines and a couple of couches. We walked down. The room was empty. Rick got put. . He pushed me over the bed hard and went down over my body kissing my neck, boobs, belly and there he reached his destination.. He slid down my panty and wondered seeing my pussy drenched in my orgasm.He separated my vertical lips aside and started pushing his tongue deep inside… Godddd, it was heavenly. My moans were getting uncontrollable and he has to do something now… So he came to the 69 position and I welcomed his dick back into my mouth and all my moans were obstructed reaching outside.. .She had smoky eyes, and a sweet way of rotating her ass to meet my strokes, and panted soft endearments in Spanish while clutching my arms. She was FAIRLY safe on her back; one or both of us might have thrown his or her back out due to those corkscrew motions. The only blemish on her was her Caesarian section scar -- and I didn't care one damned bit about THAT! Hell, it was probably a badge of honor! I did the best I could for her, but it probably wasn't spectacular if she was used to anything.