“Well yes, I mean yes I can massage you which will give you a relief. Tell me when you want to have one?” Reddy responded, once again pretending t... be casual. “I thought if you can give me a massage now, if you are free that is” she responded, and Reddy agreed readily. “Let’s go to the ladies room. That will be empty at this point, so no one would disturb us” and then both headed to the empty ladies room.“You know Sowmya, massages work better on bare skin, I am not sure if I can give you a. I try to push his hand away from my clit but he just swats my hand and he pinches my clit between two fingers putting more pressure on it doing the opposite of what I wanted. My moan gets louder and I beg him to let me hold my orgasm in for another minute or so—this isn’t fair that he can work my body over within minutes. He laughs and pulls me back up to him I kiss him and begin to move up and down on his dick slowly. He kissed my face and squeezed my ass and caressed my soft body. He looked. I was wrong on that count.I expected to see Bob Jackson and Mr. Nobles sometime this morning but not in the office when I walked through the door. Not only were those two there but the professor from the political science class, the professor of the media communications class and the professor for the current affairs class.I answered questions for two hours from Bob Jackson and Mr. Nobles after I agreed to participate in a question and answer session for the political science class and the. He grunted, fucking into my spasming depths. Waves of hot passion flooded through my body. The rush of pleasure was electrified by the zapping delight shooting from my nipples. Both boys suckled as my orgasmic bliss swept through my mind. I screamed out in rapture, buckling hard.“Fuck!” Nate grunted.“Cum in me!” I howled. “Flood me with all that seed. Yes! I'm a human dairy cow! I need your cum flooding my cunt!”Nate slammed into me and erupted. His hot jizz flooded into my deflowered pussy. I.