A loud moan escaped her lips as a warm rush of fluid coated my fingers. “No knickers,” I noted, feeling Claire’s fierce physical response as I t...uched her bare pussy. She was wetter than a fucked faucet and squealed as I pushed a finger between those pouting outer lips.“Not out here,” she hissed, escaping my grip. I followed like a dog on heat, sniffing at my sticky fingers as she made a beeline into the Gents and holed-up in a cubicle.*“Shush, I think I can see them,” whispered Libby. From. She looked me in the eye and said, "This is something I've been wanting to do for a long, long time..."With that, she impaled her petite frame on my dick. She let out a moan of slight pain mixed with pure pleasure. Her pussy was so tight, it gripped my cock and didn't want to let go.I grabbed hold of her waist and started to move her up and down, and she moaned louder. I let her go, allowing her to pick her own pace, and she started riding my cock."Fuck," she moaned, "you're even bigger than I. Alas, by December I was no further ahead than I had been in September until one day when she asked me for help. Well, demanded it really.She put a document on my desk and said, "I need help with my scholarship resume."Seeing a chance to maybe finally get her on my side, I ignored the entitlement attitude and asked, "When is it due?" Tomorrow," she snapped, as if I should have known."Oh that is not much time," I pointed out."I can come to your house tonight for help. I also need a letter of. .. Where, ah, gotcha! I opened the makeupremoval clothes and went about hurriedly taking off my makeup. If I wasseriously considering joining Will in the shower - didn't need my facemelting off in front of him. Maybe a minute passed and I inspected theremoval process - it would have to do. I grabbed for a brush and did mybest to comb out the crazy bed hair look - OK, that's about all I canaccomplish right now.I stepped back for one more look and thought - just go do it, once wetand things.