But Claire just kept calling her more derogatory names, including "asswhore", "Mrs. Tittam" and "Cunt valley". I thought Lindass was still decent enou...h."Fine? She's more than fine. She's got a huge butt on her!." Claire laughed crudely at her own joke.I sighed."What's up?" "She's always home. She never leaves me alone." I said looking away, catching a last glance at the PAWG before she turned around the corner.Both Karl and Claire looked at me. Then Claire stepped up and grabbed my balls. . nor could I tell her. I looked at the time, 3:03 pm. My day was over. Other than grading papers, I had some time to kill. A late lunch should help me think about how I was going to avoid Ever. Maybe I should have her transferred to another class? No, you can't do that without a proper reason. And "I want to fuck her" isn't a proper reason. I sighed, and grabbed a bag from my office closet and changed in there. The gym. Now that's what helps me think. After I changed, I grabbed my keys and. She usually keeps her long red hair in a ponytail and wears glasses. I knew she had irish roots but didn't know how strong they were. She was a bit taller than me and her tits were smaller but they fit her quite well. She is very athletic, though. I noticed her strong arms and abs. I know this because I played volleyball with her in summer a couple of times. I met her on campus when she was about to buy a coffee."Mind if I take a seat?" Uhmm, no go ahead." she whispered."You know, one of my. I tried not to think about her but that view of the cleavage was now like etched into my memory forever. My boner was getting harder and harder as if I was having sex and when I couldn’t tolerate it anymore, I fapped my balls out with that cleavage in my mind.Next day, I woke up and went to the living room where Ashmita di was reading a newspaper. She was wearing the same clothes she wore last night. I was terrified that she may still remember about last night. I was turning to go back when she.