Her finger dropped to her clit and, as I fucked her pussy with my tongue and her butt with my finger, we combined to bring her, screaming my name, to ...nother powerful orgasm.After a moment or two to recover her breath, Oli returned the favour. She turned me on to my front, and licked and kissed her way down my back. Stopping only when she reached my arse and, with her hands spreading my cheeks, her tongue licked and then pushed into my anal ring.With her tongue anally occupied, Oli’s fingers. “What’s wrong, Stafford?”“THIS BASTARD! He’s cheating! I don’t know how, but unless he’s a bona fide psychopath, he’s cheating on this test! And he’s not even TRYING to hide it! He drove George up the wall as well, AND he threatened me. He FAILED. There. Fucking hell. I’m having a cuppa. Sir.”Dupree watched the man as he walked to the end of the hallway, where the toilets and the vending machines were. Then he came in, smiling.“You can take that off now. We’re out of interviewers.”I was already. “Would you rather get a reprimand too?”“I’d prefer that to gender bias, Ma’am!” Helen shot back recklessly.“Hear, hear!” Ashley announced at her side. “She’s got a point.”Later Helen would recall how welcome Ashley’s words were. Right now, a number of students concurred with low mumblings, and Shaker obviously decided to cut her losses.“Well, I was not aware of your situation. If your delay was due to responsible parenting on your part, we can let it pass. Let us now return to less enlightened. Sharon was pleased to see they didn’t have to endure the unsubtle interrogation they would have expected from plush clubs like that back at home. And inside to an enormous dance hall, illuminated by bright strobing lights, and where there were countless floor shows. These were not the tame strip tease floor shows the girls were accustomed to at home, although there were the poles and bars which were the normal accoutrements of such places. There were men fucking men. Women with dildos fucking.