The man who greeted her, as well as every other student, with a handshake as they entered, was not quite what she had expected. He wasn’t tall or l...nky. Dowdy, yes. Slightly unkempt, yes. But a professor who looked to be in his early thirties. His brown eyes were the colour of liquid milk chocolate which, had he been a dog, would have made her want to stroke him and pull his ears. Not exactly good-looking, but not bad! When the students were seated he picked up his notes, reached into his. He knew Melanie was getting close to taking him inside. She was getting wetter and hotter and he could actually feel his cock want to go into her opening more and more each time his sister made that swipe over his cock. Allison also began to get more aroused. He had never tasted a woman like her before. She did not taste anything like Melanie. Allison was a taste he could not describe. A taste only unique to her.Melanie made one more move forward and then on her movement back, he felt the head. His smile was quite sincere. Iknew that he liked my mother and that my circumstance was not lost on him.For a seventy year old man, he was decently open-minded. I honked as Idrove through the gate and began the twenty hour road trip to my apartmentin Omaha.One of life's greatest pleasures for me is driving. I love the feel ofthe car around me as I move through the curves and hills. I have driventhousands of miles to see sights that many people have only dreamed ofvisiting. My personal. In his own Dai Suit he would have had a dozen ways to escape the his current situation, kill the two and return to the ship. But right now he was as helpless as a Dai woman during her first bedding. He growled at them.”You let us go and I won’t kill you.”“Letting you go? A real life Dai? Even if you don’t talk and survive my questioning you bring a pretty profit at Dyne. Someone will buy you and take you to Sin 4 or Alvor’s Cove.”The Kermac shook his head. “I can’t read him. He is well shielded.