."A laugh mixed into her moans, as she went on fucking the best man. Her golden wedding band and diamond engagement ring were pressing into Alan's che...t as she rode him hard. "Honey, that's what *you* call sex. For me, it's barely more interesting than watching TV. I just needed a good fuck. Hell, I haven't had a good fuck since..." She laughed, and looked right into James' eyes. "Well, since your father fucked my cunt and filled me with his cum this morning."James' eyes went open wide. His. ”Her hands came around to hold the edge of the desk as she bent forward slightly, allowing him a better view of her cleavage. “Please, Professor, I know, I just- I really can’t afford to fail this class. Are you sure there isn’t anything I can do?” Her eyes were wide, lower lip trembling slightly.“I’m not sure I know what you’re implying,” he said, voice and expression almost disinterested. It made her falter slightly, which amused him.“You can’t think of anything I could do for my grades?” she. She was tucked up under the cover, remote in hand and a little flushed. The room was certainly not roasting but when it is that cold outside it was practically tropical in comparison.I jumped in beside her and let her snuggle up to me under the cover, man that was distracting... Her perfect little body was so warm and I swear the material of her shirt and panties was electric little sparks were bouncing down and causing me to throb... "I hope you do not mind Zane..." She said snapping me back. We needed a name for that, too. I didn’t know what to call the thing. I figured something would come to me. But starting Monday afternoon, Lissa had me on the court and reminded me that I was now just four weeks from National Intercollegiate Championships. We’d competed in local tournaments, but they were all club tournaments. There just aren’t enough teams locally for an intercollegiate tournament and the school wasn’t funding long trips, not that we had time to leave for five days to go to.