After I sat in her car, we had fun till we reached her apartment. I adjusted to my seat and sat like a gentle man, till we passed security gates and w... reached the parking. Once she parked and we got out of car. First time I got good glimpse of her in full light, she was no less than any bollywod diva, her body was perfect, her ass was rounded, her boobs were perfect, “She looked like kim kardarshian”. I wanted to eat her from head to toe, taste every bit of her. I again went near her and. Why not?’ ‘Dee-Dee, look how I dress. I intentionally place my big breasts on display. I’d be upset if men didn’t look at my body. So, if a man wants to admire my large breasts instead of my big brown eyes, that’s fine with me.’ ‘But, doesn’t it bother you when men have a conversation with your breasts?’ ‘Only if they aren’t listening to what I’m saying. But, why should I be upset because men want to admire what I’ve put a lot of thought and work into to make sure it is prominently displayed.’. Today she was wearing a black bra with lace it matched her stockings perfectly. As she got closer she unfastened the bra and it fell away from her beautiful spheres.When she got to me she grabbed my head and slammed it into her breast. I now thought of what I was doing as milking her. If only this could go on for a long time but I knew it would soon stop.As I milked her she once again grabbed my hand and slid it under her skirt.“Something else needs your attention when you finish, so hurry. From the hallway came a chime I hadn’t heard before, but that could only be from the lift. With any luck that would be the professor. I decided this was as good a hiding spot as any, particularly since I hadn’t even noticed this door at first. I left it ajar, making sure the lights in the closet were off. A few seconds later the door to the hallway opened and someone came in, mumbling to themselves in Arabic. Was this it? I checked my pen for the twelve hundredth time that day and peered.