I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out, without hesitation she started sucking. I grabbed her head and started fucking her throat. Gagging but not...fighting it. I pulled her off stood up and bent her over the table, I ripped her pants down and shoved my cock in her pussy, getting my cock nice and wet with her pussy juice I spit on her asshole, pulled my cock out and rammed her in the ass! She screamed I grabbed the back of her head and slammed it down on the table as I dry fucked her ass.. Iwas on my knees so much that I felt like a scrub-maid! The time draggedon, and I saw no sign of Dorothy or Angela. I wondered vaguely (when Ihad moments to think) what the girls would do when they searched myapartments and failed to turn up the photos. They'd have to come back forme then, I thought. At least that's what I hoped!It was nearly Closing Time when I finally had a chance to duck back tothe Help's Room and look for something to wear home. To my dismay, theroom contained no loose. My thumb rubbed harderand harder, sending shock waves through me as my body erupted into astrong orgasm. I shook and squirmed for what seemed like severalminutes. Finally, I just laid there like a mass of jelly.Over the next four weeks, we saw each other several times a week.Sometimes she came to the library; several times we went to campusevents or get-togethers with her colleagues or mine; weekend meetingsfor coffee or informal lunches or dinners became regular. No matter whatwe did or what. This made them smile and move closer to their prey.One tried to lean in closer to talk but she placed her finger on her lips as if demanding silence and danced, the only sounds being the music in the air as he complied and matched her rhythm, and at times she reached out to hold his hand and spin underneath, pressing against him slightly before moving away and flowing around him. She was playful as always and could be such a tease when drinking.She beamed a huge smile at her dance partner and.