Her fragrance was making it hard for me to resist. I wanted to grab her and fuck the hell out of her. But I controlled.Then her phone rang and she wen... to the room to take the call. While I was waiting for her to come back. When she came she was not in a good mood and asked me to go back. I didn’t understand but had to leave. Then classes were going normal for the next couple of weeks.I was nowhere near my desire of fucking Rupa Ma’am. I needed a plan and I needed it urgently as she was leaving. " Then I planted my hand on my hip,smirking. "Although, I guess morning wood isn't going to be a problem Ihave to deal with anymore."He rolled his eyes. "No, you'll get to experience other stuff. I'll besure to rush over with some pads and a pint of mint chocolate chipsometime in the next twenty-eight days."I stuck my tongue out at her, though the thought behind her words sent ashiver up my spine. I'd already accepted that I was going to haveperiods. Accepted in theory, that is. However, I. I could no longer resist. I was all hers and I was drunk for her. She held onto my dick with her soft hand, stroking it. She was incredible, the ultimate woman. Slowly we broke our kiss and gazed into each other’s eyes. Again, I could see the danger in her eyes, the destruction, the death, but I was blinded by the lust, the passion. ‘Will you help me, Bam?’ she asked, caressing my manhood, manipulating it as it grew bigger, harder. ‘I want you to cum in me.’ I kissed her again. ‘Yes, yes, I’ll. ”I did and the applause was even louder as we made our way to the stage.Sherry told me, “Jerry, Greta has something she’s dying to tell you. Before we start setting up, let her tell you a secret that will make you laugh.”I looked at Greta and she smiled as she clasped my right hand in both her hands. “Jerry, I asked Sherry if we could do this, and she asked me if Catherine knew what I asking for. When I told her that Catherine was the one who wanted me to ask you, Sherry told me to leave it up.