I stopped moving. She pulled down on my butt causing me to slowly slide deeper into her mouth. When I was about as deep as I usually got before she ...imited me, the pressure on my butt slackened and increased on my belly, stopping me. Not enough to push me up, though. I waited, continuing my ministrations on her slit. Again, she pulled down on me and I slowly eased deeper into her mouth. I could feel my head entering her throat. Her belly heaved with a gag and I stopped, but she never. My supple breasts were swinging in the harmonized motion of Blaze's loins. My position on the bench forced me to keep my ass up. This stance had previously enabled good access for Sarge to lick my juices between my legs. Now I could feel his paws on me and his loins humping frantically behind of me. I could sense that he had trouble finding the mark due his cock sliding over my pussy lips. The rough movement kept grinding my sensitive clitoris which was arousing me further. Just like his. ‘Yeah, some of us took his class thinking he might not make it through the semester and we’d all get passing grades under some sorta remorse clause.’ She smirked at her own comments. ‘I do okay in the other classes, but I just don’t get most of this class.’ she seemed to be breaking away from a conversation between strangers and speaking a little more openly. ‘Well if you ever need some help with understanding him, just ask. I’m a survivor of six of his classes.’ I offered. It was approaching. He pulled me off eventually, it was still rock hard, and kissed me deeply and thanked me. He told me, “if you play your cards right, I will let you do this again sometime really soon.” I nodded at him, leaned up and kissed his chest, and let myself out and rode home. I put on a satin babydoll, matching panties, jumped into bed, and rammed my vibrator so hard up my back pussy as I jerked off my cock for the next 2 hours, daydreaming about his huge load of cum he shot into me and cumming.