Jane seemed to go crazy when she felt him in her ass. It felt tight and slightly dry, but she focused on relaxing, knowing she would stretch as he mov...d in and out. She did, and the wonderful sensation that was centered in her ass rippled through her body to engulf her. Gasping, moaning, frantic as a bucking horse, she seemed on the way to a mind-boggling orgasm. Rich moved in and out of her with long strokes, feeling the friction on the shaft of his cock, going deeper and deeper until his. .................................... Our over heated passions continued unabated and gradually the sex talk moved from what Mary had already done with a stranger to what she was fantasizing about doing in the future. I will admit I urged her on, telling her how much I wanted watch her mount and cum on a thick, big headed dick while I jerked myself off. We always both came when we reached that part of the pillow talk. At work, my mind was aflame with lust. I thought about nothing else but. "I don't know, Alex, that's the problem! I don't know what I'm supposed to do!" She threw up her hands. "I'm not ready for this! I should know what to do but I don't! It's my family, it's my legacy, and I pushed it away, and now it's too late!" She waved angrily toward the clock."It's not too late. You don't even know if anything's supposed to happen at midnight -- all he told you was to be here, and you're here." Emmeline was anxious for something to happen; Alex's anxiety was that she might. I told her that she couldn’t continue to get away without organization. Still, her paper was, by far, the best in the class and she had earned that A. Why did this almost disappoint me? Somewhere in the back of my mind I think I’d entertained the fantasy that she would need ‘help’ if she were to pass the course—’help’ that I would be happy to supply in a private setting: In a bed, say, with both of us naked! That fantasy hadn’t reached the level of my consciousness, but it must have been there.