We returned to kissing then, once again sitting up on the bed, facing each other this time. We talked about study habits, the distractions of a roommate, and started scribbling down a plan for how to get her caught up in her classes. Xnxx sex As before, there was no rush, no frenzy. “That feels nice, Tom,” she whispered. Come on in, what’s wrong?”
That snapped Sandra back to the reality that had brought her, crying, to my door in the first place. The coffee kept coming, but was really secondary to the conversation. She responded in kind, and our tongues danced lightly around each other. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
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The next day I finished up my test as quick as I could, then hurried over to Sandra’s dorm room. I fumbled a little trying to unfasten her jeans, and then Sandra reached down and took over for me. “Who’s Sandra?!?” she shouted. I shifted my weight a little, but kept contact with Sandra, and started gently stroking from her neck, down her shoulder, and along her side until my hand reached her hip. “Tom,” she half-cried, half-moaned, “are you in there? We just stood there like that for a while, not saying anything.
