It was a very new and weird experience, but exhilarating. I was unable to wrap my mind around what was happening and found myself falling, mentally, i... between this realization and existing in the moment. It was so much different than playing with myself I found and its size so much bigger. I moved my hands over it, exploring, as it grew more and more in my hands. I started moving my hands up and down wrapping them around it and unwrapping them as I do adding a bit more spit as it dried up.. Her already tight vagina clamped down on my cock, setting me off. I think that caused her to come again.She collapsed on the bed, and Uma rushed to her side. "He said I could come. You heard it. He gave me permission!"Ursula's partner cradled her head. "That's right. He did."With tears streaming down her face, she looked at me. "I'm sorry! I'm so so sorry!"Uma half-carried her shattered friend out of the room. "It's okay. You're okay," she said, as they exited.As they were leaving, the S's came. “That fine, “I said, laying on the Irish accent, “Way above this old man’s pay grade.” Zoe and Bree smiled. “I’m just an old friend of Zoe’s parents passing through Denver.”He held his hand out, and I shook it, ignoring the tight squeeze, “I’m Neil,” he said.“Michael,” I replied.Neil stood up and waved to get the waitresses’ attention, and while he was distracted, I whispered to Zoe. “Guess who’s going to be at his case presentation!” She burst out laughing.“Really,” she whispered back.I passed. It seemed like there wasn't much more that could be done without going down there. So, she went home, called her parents to let them know what she was doing, and changed into a knee-length black pencil skirt and a nice blouse she borrowed from her mother, along with low heels. That should make her appear a little more serious than the typical high school student, she thought. On a whim, she grabbed a copy of her Abitur results and included it in the package of papers she'd gotten from Mr..