He licked his way down my belly and slowly tugged down my tiny thong. As I spread my legs, I could feel his breath on my clit. I tried to push my hips...up to meet his mouth but he held me down with his hands pinning me to the bed as his tongue slowly made its way through the folds of my labia…I was so close to have an orgasm, when he stopped and crawled up my body, whispering I should not cum yet…Danny moved back down between my legs but this time he spread me wide and began licking and. The mouth on my right nipple stopped and joined the mouth teasing my cock. More whipped-cream and more teasing with hot mouths and tongues. There was no talking! Only slurping, and moaning!Suddenly, and much to my disappointment, the mouth teasing stopped and I now felt no physical contact. I then heard the unmistakable sounds of passion kissing between my knees. The only physical contact was the feel of skin, most likely shoulders or arms, on the inside of my knees and the occasional swipe of. "She's not your wife, man. She's your victim, your dupe! You've conned her into joining you at that compound, and brainwashed her into becoming your pawn. You care nothing for her. She's just the womb for your kid, isn't that all you feel for her?" And you, who no doubt engage in fornication, will presume to judge me for using a woman?" It's a 2-way street for me. We use each other, and I make no pretenses of love if I don't feel it. It's natural to use sex as a release, but you have to be. This actually worked out because we started to partner up on several assignments.Almost from the first day of class, there was sexual tension between us. She was a tall larger build gal, probably 5'11 and a definite BBW, with nice curves. She had long blond hair as well. She dressed very nicely and was very comfortable with her who she was.The first few assignments we worked on together, we always met at the library. THis worked well for both of us. However, after about our 3rd class.