" Well sweetie, this time it is no joke. I'll be right up" and I disconnected.It wasn't very sporting of me, in fact it was like shooting fish in a ba...rel. I was standing in front of room 507 when the door opened and Herb came hurrying out. He had a suitcase in each hand and all he had on was a pair of boxers. He never saw it coming as I sent my right fist into his face with all of my hundred eighty-five pounds behind it. I felt his nose break and I saw blood shoot all over the place. He hit. "It feels incredible." you reply back in between small moans. I grab your thighs and slam my cock into your pussy. Giving it to you deep and hard. I want you to cum on my cock. I would love it if you squirted when you cum. I pull my cock out and have you turn around. I bend you over your desk so your body lying on your desk with your legs standing. I spread your legs wide and push my cock back into your pussy. With each thrust of my cock, I can see the pug in your ass move. I love your moaning. He then mentioned the examination a few weeks ago and said he will never tell anyone, and hoped I was not too embarrassed as he was on that day, saying that he had messed up, I told him not to be silly, and one day he would be a doctor, so it was all good between us.I then told him about my breast exam next week, I said joking, “I hope there would not be students there”, and we both laughed, he told that he wouldn’t be there and that he had already done that part of the course, I then told him. And he demanded again that Canada return his six F-18 aircraft!Michael and Dee'rah enjoyed a rare weekend together in their apartment at the Masi'shen Embassy in Geneva. Both were glowing with the soft after-effects of time spent with love and laughter and nothing more serious than what amazing European cuisine to try next on another outing into that premier city."I never dreamed such amazing foods existed," Dee'rah sighed."I had a clue, but I don't care what the French say. You'll never get me.