" Then I sobered. "Sorry, you're right, I know." It sounded great, though," she relented. "But— Go back to the kitchen and do it again, will you? Ha...f-voice this time."I obliged. She played the intro and I walked in and started my reprimand."No," she said, cutting me off in mid-phrase.I arched my eyebrows at her. "No?" No. Look, Nick, this is your first entrance, the first time the audience lays eyes on you. You need to set a tone. You're just walking in like ... like Marullo. Scarpia doesn't. Do you remember what happened in class that day?"I thought hard. Finally, I remember just before class began, I was sitting at a desk, organizing my notes when I heard someone clear their throat to get my attention. I looked up and saw a gorgeous coed dressed to tease looking at me with an air of superiority."You're in my seat", she stated simply"We don't have assigned seats in this class" Yes, but I ALWAYS sit at this one", she pouted.I was about to get up and change seats when I saw something. ‘No fair,’ Katie pouted playfully, ‘You wouldn’t let me sit down.’ He shrugged and grinned sheepishly as she crawled up between his thighs. She tenderly grasped his powerful manhood in her delicate hand and bent her head down to apply wet sloppy kisses to the side of it. She was practically bathing it in her saliva as she worked her way up one side and down the other. He writhed in his seat at her ministrations. After drowning his dong in her spit for several minute she suddenly dropped his. Seconds later, she tensed and screamed as she had a powerful orgasm. As I continued to roll her clit between my lips, until she couldn’t take anymore and pulled me up, tasting her own pussy juice as we kissed deeply.As we kissed, we were rubbing our bodies together, grinding our hips into each other. My chest hairs caressing her hardened nipples as our tongues danced in a feverish melody. I could feel my hard cock slid between her legs and her slick wet pussy hair part above my cock. She was.