I stood up and moved behind her. I unzipped her dress and it fall to the floor. She began unbuttoning his shirt and opened it up. He was in really goo... shape for an older man. She then grabbed his belt, loosened it and dropped his zipper, dropping his shorts. They started kissing again and lay back on the bed. I started tossing off my clothes and sat at the end of the bed sporting the hardest boner I ever had. I was already leaking pre-cum like crazy! He worked on her tits and licked her. My cock ravaged hole was gaping so wide I could fit three fingers in without touching the sides. it would take weeks to get close to a normal tightness. But two months later it still hasn't gone back to normal. I would stay loose for an entire week after this. He rolled over, spent, and collapsed on the bed as I carefully crawled off and slowly put on my clothes, he did as well. We said our goodbyes as I led him upstairs walking almost now legged, my still lubed pussy sliding around,still. And he was sure that he would find the second year students childish when he would enter his final year of study. Instead of taking the elevator, he decided to walk down the stairs to his floor. Noah saw another girl on her knees, giving two guys blowjobs at the same time. She pumped her head back and forth while she held the second guy’s cock in her hand. Moments later, both of them groaned and shot their cum all over her hair and face. Noah stood there, watching them. Even though he had. That's why he came here. He's mystified and angry, I think. He doesn't know what to do. He knows he has to talk to you, but he's trying to get a grip on himself. You know what he's like. He wants to be calm and rational. He wants to understand. You need to think about what you can tell him about your actions. You must have thought about it before you did it. You must have known it was a risk. If you don't know what got you up on that stage, then I don't see how Brent would be able to understand.