She stepped closer to me and I could feel her stiffened nipples through my own shirt as her hand touched my inner thigh and traced up towards my crotc.... She could feel my hardening shaft and new she had me. I put my coffee on the bench next to us and reached out with my right hand and dragged it along her cleavage. She let soft moan escape her lips and undid my zipper. "What if someone comes?" I whispered. In a soft calm voice she said "It's early, nobodies here yet" I was still nervous but raw. Jamal was impressed with the almost miraculous transformation in Marcy's body. His eyes lit up although he was determined not to let Marcy know how desirable he found a White woman to be.Her skin now a deep saddle brown from the daily tanning, Marcy's measurements which had been an unimpressive 31A-21-32 now stood at 36C-21-36. Her breasts, now full and firm rode high on her chest and her rear was now just as full, adding the curves to her body which, when teamed with the curvaceous calves of. "It's a free country. I can stand where I want to."Leanne and I moved to go around. Neil blocked our path again."Is there a problem here?" Professor Swafford called.All of us looked his way. "No sir, Professor," I said. "Leanne and I were just leaving."He nodded. "You should hurry. You'll be late for your next class."I turned and looked at Neil again. He glared at me. Leanne and I moved around him and left. Once we were outside, I held on to Leanne's hands. "Walk with me. I don't want to chance. I hoped he would be patient. He knelt between my spread legs. My pussy was soaking wet and open. He took his huge cock in one hand and steadied himself with the other. I had to sit up some to watch this. He rubbed his bulbous head across my wet lips. It was soon glistening. We hadn't said a word since we started. His big head felt very hot as it rubbed up and down. Finally I guess he thought it was wet enough because he lined things up and pressed forward. I couldn't take my eyes off this.