“Oh fuck no!” He gritted his teeth, and just managed to fight back the urge to climax. He breathed hard, and started to count once again. Trixy a...peared in the doorway, tottering on her heels, grasping a champagne bottle in one hand, and a black leather bag in the other. “Why have you stopped slut?” she questioned as she paced towards him. “You haven’t cum have you?” “No,” Peter shook his head. “No Mistress...um...Nurse Trixy.” “Then keep stroking your cock for me. Nice long slow movements,. Divya’s mother-in-law began to devour her with her mouth, which became both the expression of her love and a tool of the utmost erotic pleasure. Her wet, soft, lips pressed deep against divya’s, her tongue penetrating her mouth and making hungry, lustful, forays which divya willing me with her own agile tongue. When she shifted her tongue and lips from divya’s it was only to kiss the younger woman’s nose, her eyelids, her smooth cheeks, her ears, her chin…every inch of divya’s glowing face was. What is needed is something that made this look sufficiently interesting to justify the work done so far, but sufficiently tentative as to leave aside the question of why she hadn't gone for ethics approval. Was there anything which she could put in her Research Assessment Exercise submission which was worth writing and which Jenny would also put her name to? The RAE is a pain but the University takes it seriously. There has to be a way to get something into that. What else? What about an early. ‘You do?’ she whispered. Taking her face in both his hands, he kissed her. ‘Yes, this is more than sex. You must feel that too,’ he said. He knew he was taking a risk, but one of them had to. ‘I do, but…’ Paige’s voice trailed off. ‘Take a chance, Paige. Take a chance with me.’ He kissed her full on the mouth. ‘Marry me,’ he said, then kissed her again, softly. ‘What?’ she asked breathlessly. Did he just ask what I think… she thought. ‘Marry me. It was fate that we met, we were meant to meet..