The academic director for sexual studies, Ms. Turring, was waiting for us. Ms. Turring is a tall, older woman with dikey short-cropped hair. She doesn...��t take any nonsense – I’ve seen her verbally rip apart students who crossed her. But she’s always liked me, and told me I had a promising future with the school. The angry and disappointed look on her face hurt me more than anything else in this messed up situation. Ms. Turring held up a paper – it was my psychology midterm paper. “This is very. Aapko bhi to kuch milna chahiye.” [ Why not sir. You’re so good. I’ll feed you through my boobs. You too deserve something from me.] I came on top of him and unhooked my blouse one by one. My cleavage was seen. His hands were on my waist and he was squeezing me. As my blouse came off, he hands reached for it and also pulled away my bra. My pointed tits, he rubbed with his big hands. He moved it in circles, rubbing both my buns against each other.I moved forward and brought my left tit to his. .ooh yes your fingers in me too.. suck my clit"My stroking into the tight pussy before me is getting faster."Oh god. I'm gonna cum. Drink my cum Roxy.. slap my pussy baby... ooooooooooh I'm cummmming" Nancy yells as she explodes to a thundering orgasm.Her excitement has me at the edge as I pound into Roxanne."Yeah, just like that. She likes that...listen to her. She's going to cum too. Fuck her pussy harder" Nancy is giving orders to me. Then she latches onto Roxy's clit and sucks hard. Sending. "She met his eyes. He came. She only knew because he breathed hard, grunting, staring into her as deeply as he could. He fell into her body, spent. He laid there for a moment, recovering. She held him, thanking him for what he'd done. It felt so good to have him next to her...her feelings were betraying her....He moved to hover over her, and looked down at her. Stroking her hair, he pushed her face to look at him."Stare into my eyes."It was painful, so hard to do. He was her blackmailer, her.