Time was ticking and not on our side. My mind raced letting fear settle in. We could be caught. Deep inside my mouth, even in my throat, it was what i... looked like and there was no talking our way out of it. I began to pull back, feeling him slide from my throat and into my mouth. Escaping my lips with a slow pull until at last it released, bobbing in front me. It looked so big this close up. A short glance up and I saw his hands wrapped around my friends ass, guiding her in all directions as. ) What happened?She – Why were you not saying that word?Me – Because I didn’t want to look like a freak.She-Hehehe.Me- And her boobs too. (We both started laughing.)It was around 12.45, there was pin drop silence. We lowered our voices as time passed. Now we were whispering in each other’s ears. We came close to each other.Her scent was making me uncomfortable. Her eyes were trying to hold my sight. She had black eyes and bigger than usual. I started hearing her breathing. Her hair was tied and. Her head rolled back against Mom's breasts, her neck apparently incapable of holding it up anymore. That made me think that what she'd done to me was second nature for her, practically reflex. Yet it was something I couldn't have done if I tried. I pulled out, letting her legs drop softly. Mom eased back too, a hand behind Tara's head making sure it didn't bang against the desk. It was only a temporary reaction, of course. Our exhaustion was primarily physical, since neither of us had lost much. It is a deep hole. My finger goes in to the second joint. I move my finger in and out a few times as if I was finger fucking the professor’s belly button. The professor must find this enjoyable as his hard cock twitches. I bring my finger out and continue my slow progress down. As my fingers and hand reach his pubic hair mound I close my hand and feel his pubic hair slide from between my fingers. I open my hand and continue on through the hair. My hand reaches the professor’s hard cock. I.