I open the door and simply say "what are we doing?" he just says "I don't know" and we go into my living room with the coffee. The tension is electric... both wanting each other but not daring make that first move. So, as we sit next to each other on the sofa, supping our coffee and making general chit chat, his hand moves to my leg and starts to stroke it, his hand rubs over the clip to my suspender belt and he stops,and looks at me. I put my coffee down next to the sofa as my hands are shaking. I half-closed my eyes as he leaned forward and kissed me, the soreness of my newly pierced tongue forgotten as his own tongue probed between my teeth, and I found myself feeling the front of his trousers, where a nice bulge had developed. I fumbled for a moment with his zipper, while he ran his hands over my breasts, through the thin silky material of my gown. But then I discovered that his dislike of underclothes extended to his own apparel, and his long, slim, circumcised cock sprung out into. " You sure," she asked, "I would need you to sign a waiver for the privacy of the club."I was instantly curious, but agreed, not thinking there could be anything nefarious by her intentions, "Whatever you need Professor."To my surprise, Professor Bells opened her desk drawer and pulled out a contract. She explained, trivializing it, "It's just a standard waiver promising you won't cheat or steal." Ok," I said, thinking this was a bit strange, but not overly concerned.Once I signed it, Professor. Movie clips online? YesVideos? Yes, trying to coincide my cum with orgasms in the video!Something on TV? No. What is your favorite porn:Pictures of naked or semi naked women? Yes.Pictures of naked or semi naked men? Sometimes.Straight sex between man and woman? YesGay or lesbian sex? Yes (Lesbian)Group sex or orgies? YesBlow jobs/oral sex? Yes, especially women sucking men off.Cumshots? Yes. I imagine it's me doing it.Age play? Yes. Love age differences, as long as everyone's 18 or over..