Medical Training, Haifah asks a friend for intimate help studying for medicine

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“Lets get clean then sexy” She smiled.

She moved off him, turned on the bed, showing him all of her ass and pussy as she crawled over the bed. Tim jumped to his knees, catching her on the bed. She collapsed on her knees below him, her pussy ripe for penetration. He held onto her breast, massaging gently, kissing her shoulders. His cock strained to become erect, but he was not ready.

“I’m going to fuck you like this later baby…” He moaned in her ear, as she moaned from the pleasure of his wandering hands.

“I can’t wait!” Haifah smiled, biting her lip.

Tim released her, kneeling on the bed. She lifted her ass, pressing it against his crotch playfully, knowing he couldn’t resist her. He slapped her ass, sending a shockwave over it, and a moan from her mouth.

The two climbed from the bed, entering the bathroom. Haifah’s shower wasn’t really designed for two, so the shower was certainly snug. The two made the most of the experience though, with Tim cuddling Haifah from behind at every opportunity, and passionate kisses distracting their cleaning whenever they faced each other.

“We should eat, I’m starving!” Haifah laughed, drying herself on a towel.

Tim watched her for a moment as the ran the towel over her body, pushing her breasts upwards as she dried their undersides. He could feel his cock growing again, as he rubbed it in the towel. Haifah looked over at his erect cock and smiled. She walked over, dropping her towel to the floor, looked up at him and kissed him whilst grasping it.

“I can’t wait to feel that inside me again” She moaned, before turning away.

For a moment Tim wished he could just take her on her knees right then, and fuck her until he came inside her once more.

“What food do we have in then? Or are we going out?” Tim asked.

“Erm… well if we go out you’re going to have to explain to the security guard on the desk how you’re staying the night now” She smiled, winking at him.

“Oh, I’m staying the night now am I? My hourly rate doubles for night times you know, this ‘revision’ isn’t going to come cheap” He responded playfully, slapping her ass.

“I’m sure I can reimburse you somehow” Haifah smiled, “go see what I have in the kitchen while I dry my hair. My shelves are the top 2 in the fridge and the cupboards by the oven.”

Tim dressed himself, wearing the clothes that he’d taken off so many hours earlier. He wandered to the kitchen, hoping not to see Haifah’s elusive flatmate.

Haifah’s kitchen wasn’t huge, but it was big enough for two. The sun had well and truly set by now, with only the lights of the city shining in. Tim opened the fridge to find chicken, and rummaged through the cupboards to find spices. By the time Haifah joined him he’d already marinated the chicken and was ready to cook it.

“Well, aren’t you a good housewife!” She joked.

“Well I’ve got to try my best for you gorgeous” He replied.

Haifah blushed, looking to the adjoining door of her flatmate.

“Shhhhhh!” She whispered, holding a hand over his mouth, “Don’t say stuff like that in case Bethany hears!”

Tim laughed, cheekily squeezing her ass and kissing her before she could stop him.

“If you say so,” he said, sticking his tongue out playfully.

The chicken would take at least a half hour to cook, probably closer to an hour. Tim set an alarm on his phone and he and Haifah returned to Haifah’s half of the apartment, through the door to her living area. She had a large three seat sofa, and a TV in the corner. The room, being a student apartment, felt quit devoid of humanity. There were no posters or art on the walls, and the flooring was clearly chosen for its utility over its aesthetics.

Tim sat in the middle of the sofa, stretching both arms out wide and laying them across the top of the sofa. Haifah entered behind him, wearing sweatpants and a jumper. She closed the door behind her, before pulling her jumper off over her head exposing her bra-less chest.

She turned away from him, bent over, and pulled her sweatpants down – she wasn’t wearing underwear. Tim could feel his cock growing, as he frantically tried to undo his belt. Haifah smiled as he struggled, straddling his crotch before he managed it. The front of her pussy rested on his hands, to which she started to slowly grind.

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