I drooled at the sight before me as I moved in between his open legs. The suspender belt around his waist and the straps down by the side of his thigh... holding up the tops of the stockings, and with the strap of the bra across his back really gave the impression that it was a woman kneeling there in front of me. The only difference being that I could only see the entrance to his backside between the cheeks of his bum and not the aperture of a female below it. But a hole is a hole and I. I just acted casual, and played it off with a laugh. But, deep down I craved to hook up with the sexy piece of fuck meat that I would be spending the night with.Finally final exams were over and prom was around the corner. I had gotten a slate gray suit and a light pink tie to match Andrea's dress. Her dress was stunning, with no shoulder straps it showed of a surprising amount of cleavage, and the slim fit of it hugged her amazing ass extenuating her curves. It flowed down to her feet in soft. She had bite marks and reddish welts all over on her neck, breasts, and navel, thighs where mr. Khorana seemed to have bit her and scratched her in the heat of his pasion. Her full body was glistening, as she was drenched in sweat. She had a pungent smell of semen on her. Her long hair was completely disheveled. In fact her hair was matted to her face with the sweat. I could also see semen trickling from her cunt on both sides of her thighs! Though i supported her, yet she was half shivering. Is that okay?" I was shocked and wondered why she would be here. We have had only the most professional relationship. I have only been to her office twice with Blue and those visits were brief and unremarkable. Andrea was forty-something, not tall with a small frame but not skinny. She didn't wear make-up and her hair was a lightly graying auburn with that tan-peachy colored skin that some redheads have. I opened the door wider and invited her in. I went in to automatic hostess mode, small.