We said our goodbyes to Doris who smiled at me as I helped Sam off her stool. As we walked the short walk back to my house I noticed that Sam glanced ...own at my shorts a few times, I didn’t think anything of it but was conscious that my cock was flopping about inside.We arrived back at the house and I showed Sam into the lounge where she took a seat on the sofa looking around, “Nice house you have Frank” she said politely.“Thank you” I replied, “Can I get you a drink of squash?” I asked and Sam. He began fucking me as hard as he could now and as deep as he could. I wanted him to cum deep in me. I turned to him and told him to sit down. He said he was gonna cum soon. I told him again to sit down and he did. I slid down his cock in one motion and began rocking my hips back and forth as hard and as fast as I could. He began kissing me deeply tasting the cum that I just swallowed. His hands had a firm grasp on both my ass cheeks spreading them as far as he could. As we were in our. Are you?”“No. If I was, I’d have done it already, don’t you think? What about your parents?”“They’re blind to it, I guess. Stephanie and I have always been close and we have never once even so much as kissed on the cheek or hugged more than briefly in front of them. They don’t suspect anything, I’m sure of it. But what about you?”“If I had a problem with it, I’d have said something. It’s sure as hell not normal, but let’s just say it’s not as uncommon as you might think.”“You don’t have a. You need to leave now, you don’t have a choice. And I will report this visit to the Dean of Students, or, or the Provost.’ I was finding my feet, and a bit of confidence too. ‘Get out.’ ‘Dear dear Sophia, we really are past that point now.’ Professor Wrackoff kept talking in his soothing professorial voice, but his hands dropped to his waistband of his jeans. ‘But you are correct in your assessment – we have indeed arrived at what story-tellers call a ‘choice point.’ You, however, are the one.