Her dorm room and, later, her apartment were heavily decorated with photographs of her and her college friends, including, I am happy to say, myself, ...ut there was not a single one that pre-dated college. I have to admit that it became something of a game to me. I would start to broach the subject of parents or hometowns or siblings and then laugh to myself as she scrambled frantically to change the subject.We were surprisingly compatible. I had always been rather easy going so I was able to. He laid a hand on my shoulder, and gave it a sueeze. "Of course." Then started my daily-after-school lesson with Mr.Teman. Everyday I would go to school, and afterwards I would sit in his class for a half hour, and he'd help me out with my homework. It did work. I start getting better grades, and it wasn't because he was giving them to me. One day I was walking to his classroom after school, and I saw him talking to another girl. She was leaning towards him, and he had his arm around. ”Ch. 3 “mutual Orgasm”For the next 20 minutes or so, we did a 69 – I buried my face into her pussy and her butt, as she deep-throated my cock, trying to slurp up as much cum out of my shaft as she possibly could. 18 minutes into the 69-ing she started panting heavily and convulsing…I could feel her freeze up a bit and start tensing –then she’d go back to dick-sucking with an intense ferocity –then after a couple more minutes she couldn’t hold it any more……with her hips shaking in an. .. different. He couldbecome... more. William stood there, looking at himself in the mirror andlet his mind race contemplating who he was, what he was, and what he coulddo about it all.Some time later, William was outside Ms. Cortez's office. He'd checkedher calendar and cleared an hour on it after she'd returned from hermeeting. Normally, this would have been impudent of him to have clearedsuch time without clearing it through her first. But he needed the timewith his mistress. He needed.