I can’t take it anymore. I pushed her down and came above her, hugged her tight, and rubbed my dick over her pussy. The only thing keeping my dick f...om her pussy is our clothes.We were rolling around like crazy. I was dry humping her. She also couldn’t take it anymore. We were kissing each other. She was breathing heavily. Up until now, we didn’t speak a single word.Nidhi: Brother, please don’t tease me anymore, please fuck me. I can’t wait any longer.I immediately got up and removed my. ‘Professor, I need your help. Only you can stop this itch!’ she wailed. ‘Yes, I bet only my penis can stop this itch.’ That’s it, her mind clicked, I need to use his penis. It worked on my cheek so it’ll work again! She grabbed it with her right hand and tried to scratch through her T-shirt but it didn’t work. Growling at the inefficacy of it all, she whipped her blue top and bra off and flung it to the side of the room. The professor smiled at the reappearance of the luscious globes of his. On her head was a nurses cap with a red cross on it and her hair was tied up in a pony tail. He stared at her, imagining his hands guiding her head down onto his erect cock, getting her to suck on his penis until he filled her cute cheeks with his hot, sticky cum. He squirmed in his chair as he wondered how he could get her to spread her legs so he could fuck her tiny pussy until he couldn't fuck it any more.His lustful thoughts were interrupted when she said "Are you OK Mr. Ronson?" Sure,. I remember how worried I was when you were late home, the first time I tried to ring and you phone rang then went to voicemail, I thought you were driving, unable to answer. Half hour later when I tried to call you again, your phone just went straight to voicemail. Dinner was ruined by the time you were two hours late, I was frantic, I called your parents, your sister, the police and all the local hospitals, all our friends. No one knew where you were, or could be. It was just before ten when.