Cindy clung to me for a minute or two and I could feel her heart pounding while it gradually slowed. I stroked her soft golden hair and the feel of her soft tits against my chest was keeping me hard and I wanted to carry her up to my room right now, but I resisted the temptation. She regained her composure and looked up and kissed me, smiling at me.

"Thanks Mr Matthews," she said as she glanced at her watch. "Oh, I've got to go. I hope you don't mind."

My heart sank a little, and my cock wilted now that there wouldn't be any young pussy for it...