, Professor and Feminist, screams bloody murder while her body convulses. That submissive part of her so carefully hidden for so long is at last unlea...hed, and as the wave washes over her, and she gives in to the submissiveness. She feels shame though, as part of her is happy to do so.After about 30 seconds I stop and let her go. She is literally panting with little shivers running through her. “Well it looks like the good professor has enjoyed herself.” I coo. I know I’ve pushed her hard, well. I smiled, I hadn't masturbated too frequently in high school, but I had figured out what worked for me. At first my pussy was very sensitive and I preferred to stroke my labia gently with my panties still on. Then as I came closer to orgasm, I could take off the panties or reach under them and stroke my labia directly with my fingers and begin to rub my clitoral hood more and more roughly until I reached orgasm. I had explored the inside of my vagina, but having my finger inside didn't really. He leaned forward and kissed her lightly on her lips. He reached up and cupped her face in his hand as he broke away, “I’ve wanted to do that since I first saw you.” It was her turn to take charge and lent forward kissing him passionately. He reached up and started to play with her nipples through her suit jacket, it hardened under his touch and she found herself leaning into his hand, wanting him to touch more of her breast. It seemed to last forever and she broke it off so she could get some. ”I think I have a picture of Maggie.” Sarah returned with a black and white photograph of a woman on her hands and knees with her back arched, taken from the side, so you could see the woman’s body from head to ass. The woman’s dark, long hair was combed in such a way that it hid her entire face. The woman had good sized tits that hung down, but what was even more noticeable were her erect, long, pointed nipples. The woman had a nice body and great ass. “Maggie?” I asked. “Now you are even,”.