I walked over and knocked. “come” and deep voice replied to my knock. I walked in and saw a middle aged fat guy sat behind the desk in a smart sui.... “hello sir, I am here to take some notes” I purred trying not to giggle as I said itI perched on the edge of the desk, just like you see in all the porn films and crossed my legs. He smiled and got up from behind his desk and walked over to me, placing a large hand on my stocking clad leg. He looked me over as his hand run up and down my silky. She advised me, “Jerk off fast, OK? I have to pee real bad.” I told her she wouldn’t have to wait if she would let me watch her pee. She shouted. “NO.” And slammed the door.One afternoon, Terry came to me with a narrow mouthed olive jar in her hand. And asked, ”Tom, can you stick boney into this jar?”I told her, “No, it won’t fit.”“Please, Let me see.” She pleaded,I dropped my pants and stroked it up. As she held the jar, I pressed the head of my cock to the opening and said, “See?”Then Terry. After several weeks, their study sessions had begun to be interrupted by periods of playful teasing, prodding, hugging, and quick gentle kisses on their cheeks. In addition to their homework sessions, they spent most of their free time together.One chilly Friday evening, Bill arrived at Joan's room carrying his backpack full of books. He also carried a college student's basic survival rations, a pizza and a cheap bottle of wine.As Bill entered Joan's apartment, he said. "We've been working hard. Carol and Penny had been to see Betty that morning, and our mums were here to check that we were okay.“Where’s Karen?”“Karen’s sleeping. She took the news very badly and didn’t settle last night. We chatted this morning, and that seemed to relax her. She’s been snoozing since then. Maybe I bored her to sleep.”I didn’t see any point in telling our mums the worst details of the night before but did explain what I now knew and how Karen had been affected."Poor dear, poor you. This revelation is a.