Richardson: "Well Melinda I don't think you would be up to what I would require from you to allow you to pass this class."Melinda did not care what it...was she had to do. She couldn't fail. Her parents had spent tens of thousands on her education. She couldn't even think about what the consequences would be if she did not pass.Melinda: "Please professor I promise I am willing. Just tell me what I have to do."Dr. Richardson: "Do you promise to do everything you are told? If so you can make it. I remember thinking that this was the first man I was with sexually since John was arrested eight months ago. I thought to myself that this might not be the right way to be with a man, but I have so missed it.I felt the movement of the bed and realized he was re-positioning himself, as he crawled between my legs. I laid on my back while he pulled me to the edge of the bed and then pushed my legs up over my head. As he put his arms around my knees he held them there as his big thick cock rested. I felt the silk of his meat and the heat of his body. I felt possessed by him and surrendering to the sensuality of the time, knowing that I would do anything provided he gave me a chance for enjoying man to man sexual session with him as I wished, without any of the limitations. I don’t know why I thought that he was trying to read my mind and then without a word, he reached with his hand to the back of my neck and pulled me for a kiss, right there in the maize of the bath house corridor. It. He moaned into my ear as he fondled my big, round tits.John then lifted himself off of me and stood at the end of the bed. He looked down at me with my legs parted and my dress up around my waist, my chest heaving. His face was pure desire as he took in my thigh-high stockings and the tiny triangle of black lace that barely hid my eager pussy. “Are you wet for me?” he asked in a low, husky voice.“Mmmmm, yes,” I purred.“Show me.”I reached down and pulled my thong panties to one side, exposing my.