I finally decided to be bold and told Karen I would love to see what she was wearing under her clothes.She blushed and said, "I'll show you mine if yo... show me yours."I giggled at that classic clich? and soon we were both taking off our clothes and throwing them in a pile up front. When the last garment was tossed we took turns complimenting each other on our lingerie. Of course our bulges were now much more visible and it was evident we were both kinda turned on. Karen blushed again and pulled. “Look ... I want you to pass this course. I really do. And I’m willing to help you right now. I promise, if you’ll give it a try, we’ll get you through that test tomorrow with enough to pass.”Whatever sparked the question I voiced next, I have no idea. The words just spilled out of my mouth. I didn’t think it through, and I’m not even sure I meant them how they would be taken. “Isn’t there anything else I can do to pass?”Mr. Donovan’s face was a stone. I watched his eyes from the corner of my. “I ‘spose,” Marcy half-heartedly replied.She could feel the change in the chemistry between them. Paul was still massaging her breast, but the gesture had lost all its intensity. His hand was simply idling upon her. She glanced down, unintentionally meeting Paul’s gaze. The deep sympathy she saw within made her uncomfortable.Rather insistently, she pulled his head closer to her chest, hoping to resume the mutually-pleasurable attention he’d been giving it. Paul either took the hint, or simply. Big fuckin' load too...ooh yeah...grippin' her hips and giving her a good pokin'...oh yeah, still got it...they've always loved it up 'em...any hole too...fuckin' sluts...married women, so called virgins, even a couple of nuns too...hnnn...ooh...yeah...gonna spunk again...best pull out...if I can...'The old boy pulled his twitching shaft out of 101's ass and quickly shuffled towards her, wanking his massive cock and feeling the thick load that was seconds away! He knew that his hard on would.