He used my hair to pull me back and forth on his rod as it hardened. My mouth was stretched to hurting to get around it and I gagged each time he hit...the back of my throat but he didn't care. He was getting about half of his now rock hard ten inch cock into my mouth. While he was fucking his cock with my face he reached down with his other hand and reached under my skirt and pulled my panties aside and pushed his big fingers into my pussy. After poking me a few times he got in far enough to. He anticipated a miserable summer session without their semi-regular meetings. The days after the semester closed out seemed endless and exceedingly dull. He was surprised and delighted when she arrived at his office in mid-June and tapped lightly. “Emily!” he nearly shouted in joy. “What are you doing here? I thought you’d be taking the summer off.” “Come have lunch with me, Professor,” she said. “I’ll explain everything.” She had decided to continue with a series of electives and basic. “Have a seat,” said Mr. Stanley as his back was turn to Brittany in his chair. As he turned around to see Brittany, his eyes nearly pop out of his skull.“Mrs. Clarkson. I thought I would never see you in here for bad reasons. Especially dress like...like...that,” Mr. Stanley blurred out.“Do you like it?” Asked Brittany in a sweet voice. She cross her legs and watch as Mr. Stanley eyes followed them.“Uh...uh...You know the school rules Mrs. Clarkson. Wearing outrageous outfits like that is. . I’ll do anything for you if you don’t tell Dad!”“Well, anything can mean a lot of different things.”“I know ... Colleen, I’ll do dishes on your nights ... I’ll stay out of your CDs ... anything you want ... Just don’t tell Dad!” By now, my raging hard-on had shriveled into nothing and was back in my suit. The thought of my Dad knowing what happened had totally wiped my feelings of horniness away. Obviously, Colleen knew this scared me and was perfectly willing to take advantage of it.“Well,.