"Hey Susan, do you like the way my cum taste too?" She says with a smirk. "Oh God yes! That cock and puddle of cum is SO yummy. It reminds me of times...past."Tammy come here and lick Susan's pussy juice off my fingers, taste how sweet she is."She sets the plate and pitcher on the table comes over and seductively licks my fingers, partially for me, but mostly for Susan pleasure. "Oh Susan you do taste lovely, I think we need some more play time together."We sit down at the table, naked enjoying. Not unusual, but she looked pissed. VERY pissed."What the fuck were you doing? What is that?" She growled.Before I could stop her, she had taken some of the cum I missed on my chin."You son of a bitch! You never told me you were a cocksucker!" Her words cut, but also gave me a thrill at being called a cocksucker."Baby listen..." I stammered out, but the slam of the door cut my sentence short. She was gone.Wow, I was feeling kinda low. There's only one thing that will cheer me up now. I went and. She slipped them on, then looked around the empty lobby guiltily. Grabbing the bag, she rolled it up and took it and her long raincoat from the closet and snuck into the bathroom.Slipping inside, Lauren practically ran into a stall and locked herself in. Whenever she planned to see Peter, she would almost always wear either a dress or a skirt and blouse. She also would wear her prettiest lingerie, not the industrial strength garb she wore around home. Today she had worn sheer thigh-top. She has very good physical features but the best part about her is her long thick black hair up to her thighs. She joined college a bit late because of the admission process. She became my first friend in college.I used to come very early to the college as then the trains would get crowded and even Smital started coming early like 15 minutes later I come. So conversations started and we developed a great bond. She always made a high pony with a white color hair tie or just keep them open with a.