At night I would lie in bed and wank over him and thoses orgasms were some of the best I ever had.I remember the time we were studying Hamlet in his c...ass,I get wet just thinking back to that time.I always wore the shortest skirt i could find when i had his class and the tightest top.My desk was in the front row and I would strategicaly open my legs slightly hoping he could see up my skirt and maybe,just maybe,he would spy the damp patch on my frilly knickers that I as sure would turn him on.If. She was a challenge. A wonderful challenge. And she strived. Her desire to please me was unquestionable.And what did I do in return? I tried to turn her into Rebecca.She was probably feeling very sore and sorry for herself. After breakfast I would tend to her back again. I owed her that. Grabbing a fork and a couple of napkins, I made my way to the bedroom, with one small detour.When I'd grabbed the album, I spied Dominique's collar hanging from the playroom doorknob. Thoughtfully, Paul must. Colleen definitely let me know she loved her nipple treatment when she cried out, “Oooh, God yes, yes, yes!”Colleen obviously wasn’t entirely satisfied with how lightly I was dragging my leg against her crotch as I was playing with her left nipple. She scooted up tight to my body and forcefully ground her pussy against my thigh to increase her overall pleasure. When I let her left nipple go, Colleen sank back down against the back of the couch and let out a long, slow groan of pleasure as she. As I spread it out under them I even touched his left hind foot and he made absolutely no movement or had not one damn care I was even there.Had he tried to turn on me I wouldn’t have a clue as what would have happened then, but he was to far into what he was giving and doing to her to care one bit about me at that moment.I looked up between their joining and saw her lithe tight belly filling outwards with his squirting her womb full of his hot cum, and saw how her pussy was stretched outwards.