.. and worried. What was this going to cost her? Remembering James' reaction earlier, she hesitantly asked "James, what do you expect from me, sex?"He...replied "Beverly" and was quiet for a moment. "Beverly, sex is something that should come from love. You don't love me and I don't love you. If this changes, we can talk about it, but for now I respect you and want that respect back. I only ask two things: you really commit to your studies and that at the end of each semester you and I will meet. Once more I reached to turn the page and when I drew my hand back, I planted my palm over her crotch. This time, she lay back against the sofa, her legs splayed wide and her eyes closed. She said, "Go ahead. Tell me about this project." But her eyes remained closed and the look on her face was one of pure lust. I began talking slowly about the projects and rubbing her pussy through the thin cloth just as slowly. If she gave any indication of what I was doing, it was to try to open her legs. I just suck cock. This is where I drew the line. Maybe Jeff didn't make that clear to them. Meanwhile, Pat rubbed my chest while Beer Gut grabbed my ass cheeks and squeezed really hard. It hurt. Beer Gut remarked to Pat that I was smooth and girly and very fuckable. Pat laughed a creepy lecher's laugh as his hands moved up to my shoulders and applied pressure indicating now was the time in the program where I assumed the cock sucking position. I sank to my knees. Pat pointed toward his crotch. “We do need to make them think that they are each getting a different guy,” Marcy added.“My dick’s getting hard already,” I admitted.“Mary,” Marcie said. “What I be imposing if I asked for a turn with Mark!”“It’s the least we can do to somebody who’s been so helpful to us,” I replied.“Mark, do not fall in love with Marcy, OK?”“I promise,” I said looking at Marcy, who had broken into a big smile.“I’ll clean up, you guys go ahead,” my fabulous sister said.I got up, went over to Marcy and pulled.