‘Oh My God. John is wanking and we are talking about orgasms and creampies.’ She felt the blood rush to her face and her sex flushed warm, too. Sh... reached through the front of her robe and touched herself.“Does this mean you and Mack were talking about my cock buried deep in your pussy, my balls drawn up tight, my cock clenching and pumping cum while your hands are clutching the bed sheets and your thighs are gripping me so tight that I can’t get away? And that is when I should either be. Right at midnight, a convertible with out-of-statetags blew thru the red light going south. Tourists. I pulled out from myhiding spot and popped the blues and spotlights. The car pulled over,and I could see that it was occupied by a couple of coeds. I approachedthe driver side door to see two very young and attractive girls. Thedriver, a light red head, was wearing a white cotton oxford shirt withbutton down collar, and what appeared to be a pair of khaki slacks. Thepassenger had on a similar. I resist the urge to grip my fellationist’s head, the uncertainty is exciting, swelling my glans. “Who’s sucking me?” I ask rhetorically. “How can I tell?”New sensations fill me as the unknown mouth grips in spasms, squeezing me hard between tongue and roof of mouth. A hand slips between my thighs, and rubs against my perineum. The feeling is intense, I groan, getting close, wanting to hold off. Other hands push me gently down onto the waiting bed as the mouth follows, still around my shaft. A. .. but ... they came in for a second round of punishment.This time, the message on the board said, Friday is the last day for DROP/ADD. Get on board or get out. It's going to be impossible next Wednesday. If you're still here when the lights go out you should find something else. Miss Austin. Because of the unusual schedule our class had been allowed more time for the students to rearrange their schedules.Again, it was Sarah Patel who was the first to spot this weeks error and tread the steps.