It was organic chemistry, or in other words, a hell-dimension of suffering only made worse by spotty attendance.There was always a certain someone tha... made concentrating in class quite difficult.He sat directly in front of her in the amphitheater-style lecture hall, and she often found herself stealing glances in his direction. She didn’t know his name, but she often tried to guess what it might be. His wide-set shoulders hinted at a stereotypical masculine character, like a James. But his. As the chant completed the drop of blood was drawn into the pearl itself. She quickly cast another spell that created tiny magical shields over her claws, so she didn’t need to worry about cutting things by accident.“Okay Kal, open wide,” she said holding up the pearl to his mouth.Kal gave her an uncertain look, “It’s a good thing I trust you,” he said tentatively opening his mouth.“It’s a good thing I’m yours or you might have something to worry about,” she said. Peering into Kal’s maw Ikuno. “Yeah. He no call me that with others around.”“Then I’ll only call you that when we’re together ... or with Mike,” Lynette said as she ran her right hand over Zupena’s sticky stomach and lower belly area. With a grin on her face, Cano softly said, “C’mon. We’ll sleep better after a quick shower to get unsticky.”Room 406, Quality Inn-University, Guelph, Ontario1:15am, Saturday, November 24, 1979“Oh! Fuckin’ Shit! Gary! Give my ASS the pounding of a lifetime! Ohhhh! Fuccckkk!” Sammy thankfully. Both young professionals sat before their laptops and masturbated fiercely trying not or moan or breathe too heavily. Both began sweating profusely, their faces reddening from the excitement. Now Prisca's wetness could also be heard in the stillness of their room. Every movement her fingers made inside her vulva made sexy wet sounds.Stella became, thus, aware that Prisca was playing her game as well. But she would not be the first to make loud vocal sounds she swore to herself. She was going to.