It was as though she had purged the entire affair from her mind, as though she had forgotten it entirely. Cecilia knew that Burnside never forgot anyt...ing, but she realized that the professor was capable of disconnecting an offense such as the test incident from a relationship once the offender had submitted to punishment.Burnside's thoughts were not on the recent past, but on the near future. The Danubian Prime Minister's impending visit occupied her mind, given that it was to take place. I gulped, second thoughts filling my head, and looked up at her with pleading eyes. “How many do you think you can take before you start crying?” “I - I don’t know.” “Well, we’ll see. I say eight at most.” “Six,” Naomi chimed in, “if you hit her nipples at least once.” “I think she’ll make ten,” Liz gave her opinion, “she’s a tough girl. Got to be if she wants to keep playing that game.” It’s really strange, and think something inside me is wired a bit oddly, but Liz’ faith in me made me blush. It started out as a normal wank but then when I wanted to cum I couldn't. I turned on my favorite lesbian flick, watching them pleasure each other before switching to some hetero hardcore. Normally I would have climaxed by then but I ignored the thought, as I wanted to go on for longer. Eventually, after lasting longer than I ever had I readied myself for the cum of my life. But it wouldn’t happen. I sat there unable to climax but couldn't for the life of me understand why. Not wanting to get. She noticed the other girls doing the same. None of them were getting dressed, so she thought that they would be walking to the pool naked. She blushed at the thought. She tried to reassure herself that it would be just like being in a very large changing room, but that didn't help much.She saw that the other girls were laying out their outfits on their beds, and went to do the same. The drawer opened easily at her pull, and she noticed that her things had again been moved. Probably while she.