"Oh my god!" Sam exclaimed, "I can't believe you can do that." He grabbed my head and pressed, pushing that last inch into my throat. "So fucking good..." He moaned, keeping me held there as my gag reflex pulsated. But then, without warning, he started cumming into my throat. Not saying I wouldn't have taken it, just would've like some warning. I backed off his cock, he tried to keep up the pressure, but I am much stronger, so easily moved to have only an inch or two in my mouth as he finished. He rotates then presses his finger in the rest of the way. He rotates his finger and presses down on my prostrate. That caused my cock to twitch. The professor appears to be happy. He starts moving his finger in and out of my ass. While doing so he masturbates. Eventually he asks if I feel stretched out enough. I ask him to try inserting two fingers to find out. There is some resistance but the professor was able to both fingers in. I was ready.The professor stands up and starts. When I came it was fantastic and the animal in me must have come out. I'm sorry." I called my dad and told him I might not be home tonight and not to worry. I would see him and Jill tomorrow. "I'll probably bring Tori with me for breakfast if that is okay with you." "Of course it is fine. We haven't met this girl yet and breakfast would be a fine time. See you around 9:00, okay?" "Okay, see you then. Tell Jill I said, 'Goodnight'. Goodnight Dad." Tori heard my conversation with my father and. ”“You're right, I do.”“Let's go into the kitchen. I have food cooking.”Marcie followed me into the kitchen. As she set her two bottles of wine on the counter she said, “Traci told me we're having spaghetti. I love your spaghetti. I brought two bottles of California zinfandel. I think it's a good wine for spicy food.”Smiling, I said, “Two bottles should definitely set us free.”“I hope so.” Marcie walked over to me and placed her hand on my crotch. At the same time she picked up my hand. She was.