After a minute I felt his fingers in the elastic of my knickers as he pulled them down.Taking them off my ankles with me spreading my legs, I felt his...tongue run over THAT SPOT, OH MY GOD, as his tongue flickered over me, this was 100% greater than been fingered. He slipped a finger inside me as his tongue danced across THAT SPOT. The feeling was building very rapidly.I was groaning, and I felt sweat on my brow, another minute went by and I was seriously coming, I started to groan louder, my. She grinned sleepily, feeling content. She was ready to be done. But they were just getting started. Her hands were unhooked from the bedpost and she felt herself being bent over the end of the bed. Her ankles were each attached to the foot of a bedpost and a man sat on the bed, pulling her arms forward and holding her immobile. Her legs were spread, parting her ass crack wide to enticingly display her pussy prominently poised for plundering. Firm hands roughly groped her ass and she could feel. I always made sure that I was right in front so my professor knew I was always paying attention. As the rest of the three hundred and fifty kids piled into the lecture hall, my professor came strolling in from the side door. He was looking rather sharp in his button down and jeans. I had always thought this professor was hot. He does have the flaming chili pepper on Rate My Professor. After he was done setting up his lap top, he had proceeded to say, "Alright, let's get started." I remember. And five, I expect people to critique this story in the Reviews section. Ilook forward to reading them, since only through criticism does a writergrow. That having been said, know this. Flames will be cheerfully anddelightfully ignored.That's it. I hope you enjoy reading this short story as much as I enjoyedwriting it.Clicks-R-Us: An SRU storyBy DakroTwelve year old Ryan Michael Andrews was having the single worst day ofhis entire life. He had overslept, missed the first two periods of schoolas.