I like the sliding feeling as you move it, I said. I want to see if I can get it to spurt, he said, speeding up his movement. Oh that’s nice I said,...enjoying being fucked for the first but certainly not last time. Now he started to really fuck me harder. Oh yeah, I said, lost in the feel of this cock sliding in and out of me. He started saying Oh yes, oh yes, then, It’s coming ......, and he shoved it right in, then out, then right in again.I could feel his teenage cock throb in me and I felt. The professor continued that he hid the invention because he did not want it falling into the wrong hands and that it could speed up the user so that it appeared time had stopped. Thomas rolled his eyes.After Professor Jenkins fell asleep, Thomas looked at the clock. He had an hour before the Professor's daughter would come relieve him. He went down into the basement and looked around. He saw nothing but pieces of electronics and many books. As he was about to leave, he noticed a small door. "The rest of the day was pretty much the same. I'd enter the room, talk to the professor or instructor, and then tease the guys that dared to look my way. By the end of the day, my confidence was sky high. I felt as though I was a goddess walking on air. I was getting the attention of men, and it never bothered me. I was relishing it, and maybe, I should have been concerned about that."How was your day?" I heard the girl ask."Not bad, really," I said holding back all my enthusiasm, "What about. However, if sitting next to him, her hand would be under the table, in his pants, and stroking his cock until he squirted.The table would hide the fact that her hand was under the table and in his pants and stroking his cock. Robert loved for Sophia to stroke a guy’s cock and make him squirt. He encouraged it and would ask Sophia to tell him all about it. And, Sophia loved being the naughty wife.Actually Sophia was more than a bit of a slut before she married Robert and, at times, she still is.