“Well Hello Ashley, what brings you here tonight?” It was Professor Jones. She had taken several classes from him in college and always enjoyed th...m. Partly because he was a younger professor and more importantly he was very pleasing to the eyes. Ashley and Professor Jones spent the next hour talking and having dinner together at a back table. Early on he told her to call him Hoby. They talked about school, where she was working and even discussed Brad. As the night went on, Ashley began to. It had rained most of the day and I was wet and to top it all I had had a run in with Steve and his mates, Steve was 18 a right hard nut who ran a gang of teenage thugs, all were racists. They had seen me in a carpark where I was begging and gave me the uaual racist taunts I had managed to slip away when a lorry came in and was between us. It was now about 10 at night and I was looking for somewhere to sleep, I had climbed onto the roof of a row of buildings and was making my way over to a. We then started stripping each other and when she removed my pants and jocks she dropped down to her knees and took my hard cock into her mouth. She started sucking back and forth as she reached and took my hands and placed them on the back of her head giving me the hint. Without much hesitate the next time she sucked down on my cock I gently pushed deeper into her mouth and throat and held her there as enjoyed the pleasure of her gagging on my cock. Once releasing her she gasp for air and then. Time becomes meaningless, I'm lost in a world of Suzanne; probing her most tender depths and receiving her fragrant nectar in reward. The motion of her hips begins to take on more urgency as I continuously repeat the cycle of tonguing her vagina and lapping up the resulting juice.I decide to move the intensity up a notch; I want her first orgasm to blow her mind. So I ever so gently probe the flesh at the top of her pussy, popping her clitoris into view. It is gorged with blood and fairly large.