His luscious brown hair that was longer on the top then it was on the sides, nicely trimmed facial hair that always looked ruggedly scruffy. Dr. Mille... had perfect crystal blue eyes and chiseled features. Nice abs, arms, and a very sculpted jaw... All the girls on campus oogled over him. In their favor he did always look like a model. He actually pulled off the hipster glasses. Like, who does that? Always well dressed, though, I guess it is part of the job. I couldn’t stop staring. “Grace! Get. She notices how hard I am, and that I'm wet with some pre-cum. She pulls me up, positioning me where she has me rubbing my rock hard cock on her tits, covering them with my pre-cum while her nipples get harder. She looks at you, knowing that you feel you're missing out. She motions you over and you obediently abide. She pulls you towards her face, making you lick her pussy's juice off her lips, knowing that makes you want more. But then, with all my pre-cum on her tits she pulls me up, bringing. Mademoiselle Duclos had exhausted my anatomical offerings, so I wasn't subjected to any more "show and tell" in French class - another let-down.But math class with Freschetti brought with it a nice touch of normality, wouldn't you know. He accosted me outside the door this time, though."Hey, Finchy, I think I need some relief again today," he announced snidely.I looked down at his diminutive dick, trying to figure out if it was up or not. If I'd been nasty I would have said something like "It's. I turn and sit on the bed, you are standing in front of me, and I am kissing and feeling and enjoying your breasts. I reach and undo your pants, and pull them down, and you kick them off. I turn you and lay you next to me. And kiss your lips again, our tongues licking each other, I can feel your nakedness against me as my cock lies against your thigh and gets harder and thicker. I want you in so many ways, I want to taste you, I want to feel you, I want to see you, I want to lick you all over,.