Anyway, back to the night of the "greatest fantasy." Lynn was lying on the bed in her crotchless red panties, the gash of her slit lying wet where I h...d been licking her out. Her shaved pussy looked so inviting, her nipples, large and round, were erect and her medium dark hair was spread across the pillow. She WAS an attractive girl and I thought she looked so horny just lying there. I was naked, sitting above her, legs astride her and my 7 inches curving up with the foreskin pulling gently. He was a normal looking boy. He was about sixteen years of age, a little older than John. He had long black hair that was pulled back in a lose ponytail, brown eyes, wore a black leather jacket and a pair of tattered blue jeans. He had a long scar that ran down the left side of his face. ‘You see before you the fate of mankind,’ the boy said in a thick Cajun accent as he walked closer to John. ‘Nothing can stop it from happening. It’s their fate. Man has lived to long in the ignorance of their. As she squirmed on my lap she pressed her lips back to mine and my hands just circled around her. I wasn’t aware of what she was doing until I felt her skirt slide up. She was wiggling so that our flesh was touching. My left hand came up under her skirt to find she was wearing a thong. I played with her bottom a few seconds and then as she raised up a little. I hooked a finger in the thong and pulled it out of the way. With a little wiggling on her part I was soon inside her and we bumping and. "Hello Maria. Sorry it took so long; I was busy and they had to come and fetch me."..."When?"..."What's so urgent?"..."Well, if you insist."She replaced the 'phone and turned to the secretary, "Tell the Dean I'll be out all day tomorrow and cancel all my classes and meetings. Apologise to them all, but I have been called to the White House for some reason; Maria wouldn't tell me why over the 'phone. Oh, and it was her in person, so now you have spoken to our illustrious President Maria Jeslyn.