“Josh, remember when one of the seniors showed us that thing during your freshman year?”“Huh?” Josh stopped jerking for a moment, as if trying...to remember, before chuckling. “Oh, you mean what we did last November?”“Yeah.” Isaac smirked deviously. “Maybe we should try that.”Had I not been as tired as I was, I would’ve been curious as to what the upperclassmen were talking about. However, we had just played a match earlier that afternoon, and I was exhausted, barely able to focus even on the. I long to plunge my swollen prick into her, to take her right there on the plane heedless of who watches. In my imagination she cries out as I thrust hard and deep and fast, pulling me into her, thrusting her pelvis to meet my strokes. I can almost feel her heat surrounding me, bathing me in her juices, gripping me with her muscular sheathe, coaxing me on to greater and greater exertions. Our fellow passengers would watch wordlessly in the darkness, the jealous men pulling on their jutting. ”“How come, when you do that to me, when you take me to a delightful, shudderingly ecstatic climax, does that make me sexy?” He waited ‘til she thought he might not answer.“Well, they’re sexy climaxes -- ‘shudderingly ecstatic’ as somebody said. And that’s not all. You have a sexy face and a sexy body, but you definitely have sexy climaxes. And they’re even sexier on a sexy body.”“As compared to the other climaxes you’ve seen women have?”“Well, yes. I don’t have a great deal of experience, but,. Now Doreen was dressed only in her waist high schoolgirl panties. I took a long leisurely look at my model now. Doreen Simpson, almost naked. A gold cross hanging around her neck by a gold chain, her gorgeous tits each pointing a different direction and just her white panties covering her sweet young pussy. Yes, I took a lot of pictures of Doreen in different poses and even managed to get her to kneel on the sofa so I could shoot her ass from the rear. Boy! She did a great job of filling.