Uske kamar par mujhe malham lagane main kuch paresani aa rahi thi to maine usse paint utarne ko kaha to usne mana kar diya. maine kaha Sharmao mat bha... maine tumko nanga tak dekha hai chote main aur hum donoin hasne lage, phir wo pent utarne ko raji ho gaya aur pent utar diya pent utarte he wo kewal french kut chaddi main tha aur uske penis ka utha hua hissa saf dikhne laga mere ek bar najar uspar chali gayi wo us waqt mere taraf dekhne laga hum donoin thoda sa muskuraye aur phir wo ulta let. We talk about school andsince I know him I've heard most of the stories before but I smile andlaugh at all them. I tell him I'm a communications major. I was tired ofmaking up stories. He asks if I know his friend Tim who is also acommunications major. I pretend to think on it then ask him to describe theguy. Then I say "Oh yes I know him. He stays kind of quiet in the classesI've had with him. So, I don't really know him well." Meanwhile I'mthinking well I'm him so yeah, I kind of know him. We. As I did he said to put the head in my mouth. I was a little nervous, but I enjoyed everything he's done to me so far. Moving down, he said that's it. Now close your lips around it. It took me a couple of trys before I did it without my teeth closing on his dick. Yes, he moaned. Now suck like you were drinking a milkshake. As I sucked I could taste his precum going in my mouth. He moved his hand up and down his dick as I continued to suck. I was getting more of his precum as he stroked his. If you stick with me, you'll learn a lot." I like the sound of that," Genevieve smiled."Excellent. I need to be prepared and arrive at the auditorium by 6 to schmooze with the Board. Help me carry these books and let's go to my office."***It was 5:01 when they reached the teacher's office and closed the door. After putting down the course work, Genevieve couldn't wait to see what the teacher had in mind."Check the closet for me, please," the Professor said. "There's a garment bag with a dress.