We unzip each other’s pants and let them fall to the ground. It turns out the professor wears boxers and I wear briefs. We remove our underwear an... moove over to the bed and sit on the edge next to each other. I put my hand on the small of the professor’s back and slowly move my hand up his back up to the base of his neck which I find warm. I move my hadn up and over his shoulder, and down to his upper chest. I leave my hand on the professor’s chest feeling its movement as he breaths, the. ..and there's no bionic components," she continued, unfazed, as she drew on a pair of thin latex gloves. "That means I'm really me?" Well, it means we haven't ruled that out as a possibility yet." Yet?" Oh, there's lots of possibilities we haven't pursued yet," Elle stated as she fiddled around with a small syringe. "Stick out your arm." I did so, and she gave the inside of my elbow a quick swipe with an alcohol wipe. She deftly inserted the needle, drew some blood, and placed a piece of cotton. There was a bizarrely large proportion of my weight pressing down on my cock and her cherry, so much so that I started worrying about my cock buckling under the pressure. That had to be a VERY bad thing! I just started to panic about that when I felt Carol rip open, plunging me in.Carol screamed, "FUCK, SHIT, CHRIST! FUCK THAT HURTS!" Carol NEVER talks like that! There were no temperamental virgins left, but there was one very pissed off ex-virgin. It wasn't exactly the romantic lovemaking. Manager name was Ravi and he asked that I came so many times here and never fucked any bar dancer as so many clients used to do and I straight away told him I had a sexy wife at home and used to go home and fuck her fantasizing Rittu as a bar dancer.Ravi then told my fantasy can become real and also earn a good income if I make Rittu a bar dancer and then I said Rittu would not agree to it as we have 2 kids and who will take care of it.Ravi then said that I should introduce him to my wife and.