The professor lies on his side behind me. He lifts my top leg up and slides his top leg between my legs. He slaps his cock against mine before slidi...g it up my ass. He thrusts for at least 5 minutes. With his cock still in me we roll as one so I am lying on my stomach. The professor thrusts while keeping his stomach on my back. After another five or so minutes of slow thrusting the professor starts to thrust faster, groans “I’m cumming”, and has an orgasmic spasm has he shoots his cum. It was at this time that I could make out a pleasant smell and it took me a few minutes to work it out, it was Bev’s juices that I could smell, she was so horny her juices were flowing freely.I continued fondling her right buttock and the hand that was groping her left breast started to travel downwards. It travelled over her skirt which had by now ridden well up towards her groin and if anyone was watching I’m sure they would have seen her pussy. Bev was expecting me to go straight to her cunt. ” She sounded deeply attracted to me. Sometimes I do get lucky with women; what can I say.Sorry, I forgot to tell you; her body had an intoxicating fragrance that I have never experienced before; which was driving me crazy with every moment. I took quick bites of her jugs and left hicky marks on her skin before I dove into her black hairless honey pot. It was already dripping honey by then.“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! STOPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!” The irony was, she was pushing my head onto her pussy. Quietly, I watched, and quietly she flicked her middle finger across her clit, playing with it faster and faster.I felt myself get turned on more than I would care to admit. Could she see me? Would she know who I am? Maybe if I rubbed myself, just a little, underneath my skirt, where nobody could see? Almost by itself, my left hand crawled down my leg and under the hem of my knee-long business skirt, reaching far up underneath until it touched my flowery panties.It's amazing how wet I could be.