She was dimly aware that the vibrator was still buzzing beneath her beaver. Helen had withdrawn her hand.Stacy was finally able to speak. "I have neve... cum that hard in my life." She croaked.Helen ran a hand up and down her thigh. It was the hand that had been stuck up Stacy's cunt and it left a trail of cooling fluid. "Glad to hear it." She said. She paused a few seconds before asking. "Does that mean you've had enough?"A funny look crossed Stacy's face when she asked that question. One hand. I slowly removed my shirt and pant and she got shy and closed her eyes with her hands but I opened her eyes and pulled her face towards my underwear and made her rub her face in y underwear wear she can feel my fully loaded dick in her face.Then I removed her t-shirt and skirt she was wearing a white color bra and panties. She got very shy and ran into the studying room.I followed Geetha and pulled her toward me and slowly inserted my hands into her panties and it was so wet and suddenly. But, in Jeff, I had hit the freaking lottery. But, he had openly insulted me. Well, it wasn’t exactly open. Nobody else witnessed it. What more could you ask for in a man? It wasn’t what he said, it was how he said it. What the hell does that mean? What am I reading into a tone I perceived? That he doesn’t respect my ideas or my choices? He tells me all the time he does and the sincerity in his voice is unmistakable. What was I angry about? Now I was getting angry that I didn’t have a clue what. Now we started sitting close to each other. One day I woke up at night and went to the hall for drinking water. When I reached near her bedroom I heard sounds of moaning, I felt excited. I slightly opened the door to peep inside. To my surprise, she was lying on bed stark naked. The nakedness of her body was visible in the dim light of night lamp. She was pressing her boobs and figuring her pussy. I felt excited and thought of making a move to find out whether she was interested in me or not. I.