He was making me feel so good. Sucking gently on my hard nipples, making me moan softly. I ran my hands over his muscular chest.Eventually he had work...d his way down to my underwear, I was wearing my black female briefs, he pulled them off and looked at my clean-shaven pussy. He glanced up at me before he put a hand on my slit and felt for my clit. My moaning became a little louder, he worked me in a circular motion pressing a bit harder each round.I drew up my legs and opened them wider, Ash. I didn’t really like the idea of going to the guy’s showers so I went to the sink and got some washcloths. I was cursing the design of these dorms. Of course, I felt guilty for doing so. I wondered why this couldn’t have been a school that had showers in the students’ rooms. Did those even exist these days? After cleaning myself I remembered that I needed to clean my suit. Carter had given me a pretty good-sized treatment the night before. I didn’t want to go to classes in a dirty suit. Even if. Before finally making good whereas his male person as a man must have went by at least a couple, or a few this one particular time before he himself had spotted that being of the target of attraction, or such as she herself was that had warranted his attention/s.the time was ripe then, & there as he had approached her with caution, & while looking forward, backward, & from side to side as in left, & right not only so that he himself can, or could possibly make sure that he score again, &/or not. She’d get the motel room, pay with her credit card and I’d reimburse her in cash.I was in the kitchen making my lunch when I saw the letter carrier walking up the path. I opened the inside door and saw through the glass that his hand was brushing away the mosquitoes. I left the screen door shut and shouted, “I’ll open the garage door, come around.”When we met up in the garage, I told him, “Sorry about that, I don’t want those pesky mosquitoes in the house.”“No problem,” he said.I lowered the.