He moves his hands down further and brushes her hard nipples with the tips of his fingers. A soft moan vibrates its way up her chest as she drops her ...ands to run along the outside of his thighs, feeling the muscles of each leg through the fabric covering them. He slides his hands up a little, then back down to encompass her breasts, his palms rubbing her aching nipples. Sasha bites her lower lip against the moan building in her throat as he slips his hands to the sides and thumbs the tips of. Claire and I both laughed when I suggested that ‘just maybe’ we should also talk to Jason and Hannah! We had been a little self-absorbed these last days, and a dinner on Friday night seemed the perfect way to fix that.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~That Friday night dinner started off a weekend that was to have far-reaching consequences for Claire and I. Claire and Hannah prepared the meal together in our kitchen, with Jason and me spotting a slightly competitive edge between them. “You like watching what I’m doing, don’t you? You wish your cock could be doing what my fingers are. You want to fuck your student bad, don’t you, Professor Thom?” I was panting. I never saw my cock so hard. It was standing straight up, glistening from her wet mouth. I was pulling at my hands, straining to break the binds, “Untie me!” I shouted, feeling desperate. “Why should I? What would you do, if I did?” “I’d fuck you.” “Yeah, and then what--give me my A.” She then turned around on her. I am afraid that it would take a few days though." Mary told Derrick as he had started to go over the data they had so far."Here Mary," Derrick said as he stepped to the console and started typing at blinding speed again. Those in the room backed up a considerable distance as they all watched Derrick with open mouths. Hartwell just smiled he'd seen this before so really nothing new to him.A few minutes later Derrick stepped back waiting for Mary to assimilate all that he'd just added. "Yes.