They are getting vocal now - still no words - just the guttural sounds of animalistic hunger - moaning, grunting, expelling their need in rapidly esca...ating tones. She quickly undoes the buttons of his shirt and runs her hands over his shoulders and onto his back, her nails scratching indelible lines across his skin, making him arch into her tits. She lifts herself up, moving her hands down his chest to his pants, unclasping and sliding them down to his knees in one swift motion. She remains. Laura was both envious and curious. And of course, Yvette was ravishing, her smooth black skin beckoning to the touch, her beautiful ass curved suggestively under her tailored skirt, her long legs shockingly gorgeous. How could I ever want anyone but her? Laura wondered, feeling a catch in her throat at the girl's beauty.Yvette leaned close, for a very quick whisper. "I'm dying to do it with you. I'm wet right now."Laura shut her eyes and opened them. The sexual electricity that was flowing. ”“Dean Anderson knew you were away for the weekend, but asked me to check if you were back. There’s an emergency meeting at 1:00pm.”“Do you know any details?”“No. You had a situation like this last year, right?”“That was whippets,” I replied. “Nothing really dangerous unless you totally deprive your brain of oxygen. Where’s the meeting?”“In the small auditorium in the administration building.”“I’ll be there. Anything interesting happen over the weekend?”“Nice and quiet on our floor, which is. The rush is so amazing. She savors the taste of clean cut thick cock. So smooth and hard, so big and yet the right size for her.I feel the warmth of her mouth, her tongue stroking my special pleasure spot. Her lips pressing into the shaft holding it tightly. I close my eyes imagining her face, picturing her eyes. I feel her suck on it enhancing the pleasure more. I slip my shirt off so I'm buck naked. It's cool in the room so I get goose bumps. The only part of my body that is warm is my cock..