She began filing the bag with his scattered clothes. Feeling even more pissed. Not only did her boyfriend not work but he was a total slob as well. Af...er stuffing another handful of his clothes into the bag she got a whiff of his cologne. The rich smell of leather and tobacco hit her like a mac truck with no brakes and she began to weep. She hated him right now but at the end of the day she did love him. Frustrated, she threw the trash bag down and sat at the computer desk at the other end of. I buried my tongue deep within her, licking and sucking at her in my attempt to taste her very soul. As my tongue darted in, out and around her elegant wetness, she moaned and gasped with pleasure. Her hands grabbed the back of my head and pulled me closer.“Yeessss! Lick my beautiful pussy! Oh, Fuuuuuck, make my pussy cum!” Her words were thick and primal, “Fuck me with your tongue! Rub your face all over my pussy.”Her nails burrowed into my hair, scratching my scalp. Her thighs closed down. I began to stiffen even more, my cock growing in her mouth. ‘Joanna, you’d better stop there.’ She raised her head and allowed my rigid cock to slip out of her mouth, with a wet plopping sound. Her lips were soft and moist as she looked up at me. ‘Why?’ ‘Because if you don’t stop, I’ll cum in your mouth.’ ‘Good.’ She grinned wickedly and then plunged her head down onto my hard cock. I could feel her tongue wrapping around my shaft and, suddenly, it was too much. My legs stiffened as I tried to. Now sometimes there were only 2-4 students in the room to study.I was fast at studying. But due to my attraction of Rashmi, I would complete studying slowly so that I get more time watching her. Sometimes, she would catch me staring. But didn’t mind as in her eyes I was a sincere student. I started making stories in my mind about how can I get to have sex with her.As I was watching porn those days, I started learning things and fantasize her in my mind. My final exams were over and I passed.