To begin with, I concentrated on getting to know the school and the course and my tutors. Three weeks, in I discovered there was a lesbian society and...decided to go along to a meeting, advertised in the bar of the Students Union that the school shared with one of the local university campuses. Christ, they were dull. It was all about feminism and activism and every other bloody 'ism' going. I sat through it, bored to death and was delighted when it broke up. I went to the bar and ordered myself. “Of Course, Marie. Take your clothes off. Doors are all locked so on one will disturb us.” “Did you set me up Joe?” She asked. “No.To be honest I thought you,d gone. I forgot you were still here otherwise I could have come completely unstuck!” “Don,t worry, Joe. I,ll not tell anyone if you don,t!” she laughed and began to remove her clothing. Soon she pressed a large erect nipple to my lips for me to suck on while she jerked my cock up and down rubbing drops of precum away and licking it off. I had only one idea, and it was dangerous any way you looked at it.However, before I could even begin to implement my plan, I had a visit from Jack Cardigan.“We need to talk,” he began in a very somber tone.We weren’t at the office he had cornered me outside our building. He must have been waiting for me.“Ok, how about we get coffee?” I said.“No, we need privacy. My limo is parked around the corner. I’ll drive you home.”Once in the limo, he closed the window between us and the drive after. A constant stream of tears trickled down my cheeks; snot clogged my nose making it hard to breathe; and slobber coated Don’s cock, balls and pubes, as well as my chin, neck, and chest. My abs and chest ached.While his cock was buried in my throat, I felt the cum boiling in my nuts. He released me; I gasped for air; I face planted onto his cock. I came; I came hard!We continued. Every time I went down on him, I took him into my throat. Every time, he would push my head down and push his.