Dan’s hands were all over my nylon clad legs and I loved being man-handled by him. He held my legs tight against him as he stroked them. “Fuck! Yo...r legs are so sexy in these pantyhose. I could rub your legs all day.” By now I wanted to get fucked and I told him so. “Dan fuck me in my pantyhose!” “You don’t have to ask me twice! Do you know how long I’ve waited to hear someone say that?” Dan’s body was slapping against my ass and the sound was so hot, erotic and naughty and I told him so. . . yes you are your just angry _ why ? putting me in a position like that was humiliating , she began to cry, cry all your want i don't give a fuck and reminded her that she wanted this , you wanted this treatment, so its upto you, " your a real bastard aren't you " sam said, yes and right now a horny one, come here she meekly approched me, over my lap and i was sitting on a chair, she duly obeyed , i began to spank her , just gently to start with " testing the waters so to speak" when was the. ’ My words sounded thin. Breathy. ‘Sophia, I think we’re past that point.’ ‘Professor, I’m beginning to understand why the university is letting you go. You’re not supposed to be here, you’re not ALLOWED to be here. You need to leave now, you don’t have a choice. And I will report this visit to the Dean of Students, or, or the Provost.’ I was finding my feet, and a bit of confidence too. ‘Get out.’ ‘Dear dear Sophia, we really are past that point now.’ Professor Wrackoff kept talking in his. He remembered how it felt with his mother and the sudden feeling of peace and tranquility, mysteriously easing the pain. He knew she was feeding, hearing the liquid swallowing sounds coming from her throat. Strangely she took hold of his hand squeezing it as she continued to drink for several more moments. He had no idea how much she swallowed, looking around to make certain they were still alone. When she pulled her mouth away she quickly placed two fingers over the main puncture wounds,.