" Like Dr. Gilbert he too was a professor ofpsychology at their University.Barbara checked herself out before her mirror. She always needed to lookher...best. She was a medium height, with a great figure and legs and menhad always loved her long blond hair. She looked even younger than hertwenty two. But her blue eyes looked haunted. Barbara knew she hadalways been pampered and protected by her rich parents, but they weregone. Now she only had her husband to cling to.Dr. Gilbert listened. I want it all,” he moaned back.At that she just let it wash over her and she came all over his hard cock. The heat and her orgasm made him come as well and he released himself into her. He collapsed into her and they both lay there, arms and legs completely entwined.“Oh. My. God,” Kylie sighed. She smiled at him as he pulled out of her and flumped to his side.“Fuck, yeah,” he replied.Kylie looked over at the clock. It was now 10:30.“I hate to do this to you, but I should probably head to my. She also told me to keep my tits out of my bra so everyone could see they were out and my erect nipples. I did this and she put them in her handbag. I’d never felt so naughty. We decided we would go for coffee. I was soaking and eager to be touched. We paid for our goods and made out way to a little coffee shop, we chose a table away from everyone in corner. She whispered to me that everyone was staring at my tits which made my nipples get even harder. As we were waiting to pay for our coffee. I turned to look at my fellow passengers. I snuggled into my seat, feeling the thick cloth caressing my naked thighs. For a moment I abandon myself to the power of the deep seat, drifting in and out of thoughts between its arms. Here it would be my lover, touching, caressing, and holding me for the next nine hours. I looked down. The hem of my skirt had moved up my thighs, a curtain edge now still hiding me. I regretted for a moment that I had not worn stockings, to show that bare flesh would.