Well since the only thing I brought with me was my thong and high heels, I put those on and came out, trembling with nerves. I came out to the room an... it was filled with guys starring at me and my body with my high heels on.To break the silence I said "can I get you boys anything to drink?" The all gave me their drink orders and I went upstairs to the kitchen to get them. Each time I went up to get drinks the game would stop as I was watched going up the stairs. I noticed the guys were. When we both landed in Chicago, The University had provided us with a guide. His name was John Smith. He was an Assistant Professor in our Department. Interestingly, the building where I was given apartment was the same where John used to live. John was married to Jane and they were also issueless.John came to the airport and took me and Saima to the building, showed us the apartment and then asked us to join him and his wife for dinner. We were pretty tired of the travel but considering all. "And another thing. Every time we've made out, if you want to do something and I don't, you respect me. That's a lot of the reason I'm willing to try more with you." "Are you?" "Are I what?" "Willing to try more with me?" "Well, I'm not ready to go all the way, if that's what you mean. And besides, I don't have BC." "Yeah, we haven't been going together that long, but we sure are great together in every way. But I mean if it felt good when I felt you through your panties, how would it feel if. He held her pressed against him. She started gasping for air and regained consciousness. She coughed and finally regained her strength and stood on her own. Pinching her nipples hard he said Bitch next time I will let you die. He felt her body twitch and moved his hand to her cunt to find that it was leaking a flow of cum. She moaned and pushed her cunt into his hand. He grabbed her cunt lips in his hand and squeezed as hard as he could. She screamed, and her knees buckled as a flood of cum.