.. now just let me help you off with that blouse and here, have another beer.” She laughed, and the rest of us joined in.I suggested, “The liberal...arts students on the other side of campus might be more polished.”Both shook their heads and said in unison, “They aren’t. They’re worse. That’s why we want to avoid the library except in dire situations.”Deb Summer suggested lunch in an email, and I responded with time and place – a nice restaurant near the edge of campus frequented by faculty. When. I loved it as he gasped while I tongue-fucked him. Sitting on the floor I kept going from ass to dick as he began a “Daddy-Son” dialog that was really hot. As I edged him on things were getting steamy until he came all over me with a substantial amount of his juice landing in my mouth.It was a great experience; one of the hottest I’ve ever had. But as he left me still naked in the booth, a 20-ish Latin guy entered with his uncut dick hanging out. I quickly began to slurp on his stick, but that. I've got to be going," Lydia said, leaning against the edge of the bed as she found her panties and lifted one foot to slip them on. Her titties swayed back and forth as she fished for her sweater, found it, and slid it over her head. Shaking her long mane of blonde hair free of the high collar, the young woman started pulling on her slacks."So, you gonna come back?" the guide asked after Lydia slipped her slacks over her thighs and zipped up."Oh Tom, I don't know. I've never done these kind of. On her feet are black leather pumps with 5-inch stiletto heels that look really uncomfortable. Her legs are spectacular. Her blonde hair is long and straight, flowing down past her shoulders. She’s wearing cherry-red lipstick. “Good morning, Mr. Wallace,” she says with a smile. She slowly walks over to my bedside. “Are you ready for your sponge bath?” “Oh, certainly, nurse,” I reply, already feeling the stiffness in my crotch. I sit up on the bed and just look at her for a minute, roving my.