"I wasn't sure if you had any of these books, so I brought them all with me to make sure. I always like being prepared."The professor smiled, "That's ...hy you're an A student. Come take a look at this. I want to show you something."The two women looked at the large bookshelf in Susan's living room, and she showed her former student a collection of books written by the popular feminist author, Emilia Garcia. Some of them were signed, and there was a picture of Susan and Emilia together on a. She moved her hand up and down. I could already feel the semen rising. Suddenly, she thrust my cock into her mouth. I felt her tongue press against my urethra. I moaned softly. Her right hand gripped my shaft as she moved my cock in and out of her mouth. I grabbed her pigtails and gripped them tightly. She pushed my dick down her throat, and the sensation became even greater. At that moment, I began to fantasize about the cheerleader footage that I had shot and all of the cheerleaders' sexy. “Since he was a Senior, so what, three years now, I guess,” Tracey said. “He was the teaching assistant in my biology class when I was a Sophomore. And I asked him to the Sadie Hawkins Day Dance.”Stephie smiled, “I heard about that! Now I can put a name and a face with the story!”“Did he tell you the WHOLE story?” Tracey smirked.“No, I didn’t,” I said with a laugh. “And it’s not necessary, Tracey!”Tracey smiled, “I suppose not. In any event, your boyfriend gave me the confidence to change. Abbie even gets him to laugh a little over one of her stories. She is able to string it out for an hour, the whole time thinking about what is ahead for her. Unless Tim, having a good time now decides they should stay and not deal with Monday’s issue.But no, as soon as she drains her glass, Tim stands, leaves a tip, and tells Abbie, “Come along, it's time I got you home, Abigail Elizabeth.”Shit, she is going to get another spanking. As they stand waiting for their bus, Tim’s hand is on.