I can only imagine what he was thinking watching a pretty young girl with her pussy exposed and sucking dick. As a matter of fact I knew what he was t...inking as he had his dick out and was stroking it. By now my wife was working up and down on my dick as she had her umpteenth orgasm and she had no idea where she was or who she was doing. Her entire focus was on her pussy and how it felt. I motioned for the bartender to walk closer so he could get a better look. He was quick to take me up on it. If it's Thursday, cancel Scitech for me. And then find a conference room for us. If necessary, get the Dean's office involved." Right." I'm sorry." Don't be. I have next to nothing to do most Tuesdays and Thursdays, when you're at Scitech." The phone rang. "CSIRO ... Dr. Hollister's office. Oh. I'm certain he wants to talk to you. One moment." She pushed 'hold' and said: "Dr. Blake for you."I ran into my office. He started with: "What have you gotten me into?" We chatted for 15 minutes. I. Smiling I continued driving her towards orgasm until she was just on the edge of cumming. Thats when I removed my hands from her body and took a step back. With a shit-eating grin on my face I watched as she opened her eyes startled, her brow sweaty, her tits pushed out of her bra and on full display and a big wet spot of her girly-cum on the front of her pants. Why&hellip,? she stuttered, disoriented, a confused look on her face. Without answering I firmly grabbed her shoulders and pulled the. Gratefully, since his thoughts were doing nothing to ease his present situation, Harry noticed the sounds coming from Neville’s bed had ceased, so he slipped quietly out of his own bed and headed for the bathroom where he could wank comfortably in the shower, allowing the water to caress his body while pretending it was Ginny’s gentle fingertips tantalizing his heated flesh. Lost in this blissful thought, Harry didn’t notice that Ron too was awake, or he might’ve made some effort to suppress.