" Okay, Frederick," she said, smiling over her shoulder.I was grading final papers for the Junior-level class. The course was almost over. Man, I'd be...glad to see it done. I pulled up the first paper on the computer and groaned. I recognized it... it had been plagiarized from an on-line source that was at least two years old. Why didn't these kids learn? I gave the guy an "Incomplete" and wrote him an email to see me after class, preferably with another paper in hand.There was a knock at the. The lock brokeapart with that one blow.Desiree reached over and pulled the lock off the box. She threw it into thetrash and opened the box. They looked intently at its contents. They wereboth disappointed. It was just an old book. This was not much of a surpriseto either of them, seeing as the box had been in a crate filled with books.Desiree lifted the book out of the box and opened it. She started to readits print. Desiree stopped as she saw the words change before her eyes. Shedropped the. ‘I just meant, I mean, I don’t want to disappoint you, Mr. Cole.’ He jerked back as if I’d scalded him. ‘Disappoint me.’ He considered the words, as if he tasted them. ‘You are lucid. You remembered my name. Perhaps you don’t need to suck my cock, after all.’ He actually looked surprised. ‘I need you to get through this signing as soon as possible, now open your mouth, sugar.’ He said huskily, as he stroked himself. I smiled up at him and took him as deep as I could. ‘Thank you, Ms. Abernathy. " "That’s actually not a bad idea. I’m gonna call her right now." He took out his phone and called his soon to be ex- girlfriend. As he was talking to her, I took off my pants and my soaked undies. I spread my legs out and started masturbating right then and there. I put a finger in my wet pussy and pushed it in and out, coating it with my slick juices. Any train of thought Matt had disappeared as he saw me finger fucking myself. He told the crying girl on the end of the line that he had to.