Prof. you are no doubt aware of the implications of such work?” Beth asked.“What do you take me for, a fool? Of course I am aware of the implicati...ns. It is for that reason I set the task. We do not have the capacity to undertake the necessary queries, but I will judge the students on their ability to frame the necessary questions and I will accept their plan as to how they would deal with the data. Why are you asking me these questions?” Prof. Sperring-Knox asked in a very irritated tone.“What. I moaned senselessly, letting him know how much I was enjoying his fingers up my ass as he fingered me harder and deeper... stretching out my tight little hole.Suddenly, he pulled his fingers out and stuck them in my mouth. "Suck them, slut" he said, squeezing my ass to further enforce his dominance over me. I obeyed, sucking on his fingers that he had just used to stretch out my ass, moaning as I tasted my own anal juices. Without warning, he pulled them out of my mouth and, using his other. Priya’s dressing was also changing, she would keep her pallau on one side and give him a good view of her breasts. She started lifting her saree up and gave him a good view of her calves and thighs. When she would wear a white blouse , Hari could see her nipples. Hari decided to test her intentions.Priya was washing the utensils in the kitchen. Hari went for a glass of water. He stood behind her and rubbed his cock on her ass. Priya froze for a moment and moved away. Hari’s heart sank, he moved. ‘Really?’Yes really, now come on, give your mister a tug.’ She laughed. ‘Come on, don’t be shy.’With my hand I stroked myself so I was hard, looking at her all the time. Her gaze went from my face to my cock and back again. I slid my hand under the sheet and continued to stroke and rub, I was hard as a rock.She watched me for a few minutes, my breathing getting faster and I moaned a few times. She clasped the sheet in her hand and began to slide it off my body, slowly revealing my hand stroking.