I could almost see her thoughts turning over, trying to work out how bad it was going to be.“What’s bugging you?” she said with a slight sneer i... her voice.“That sneer you think I never notice, for one,” I said levelly.She sat down on the front edge of the opposite sofa and crossed her arms in the traditional shit-is-about-to-go-down pose that is universal amongst women around the world. I think the pose is to defend vital internal organs against damage, because they know violence is likely to. I leaned down low to the table and looked into her eyes as she looked into mine. Her skirt was now flipped up onto her back. At this point Luce had pulled his wallet from his pocket and slapped money on the table just in front of her eyes and said three hundred dollars and thats all i have but i want more than just a rub. I noticed her eyebrows raise and her mouth open without a sound when i realized that he had undone his pants and had started to push in to her once again. Or should i say into. Made her feel even more innocent. My fingers rubbed harder on her pussy, dancing on her clit. She shuddered and bucked, her digits curling inside of me.She brushed that wonderful spot inside of me again.“Yes, yes, right there, Kimmy!” I gasped, breaking the kiss. “That’s my G-spot. Just keep rubbing right there!”“Okay!” my friend moaned, my digits rubbing faster and faster on her clit, sliding back and forth across her nub. She bucked and groaned as her fingers attacked my G-spot.Pleasure. After all, he’s your professor too.”“I promise that I will try to make him feel comfortable.”For some reason, the tone of her voice made me question her intentions.Jennifer and I spent the morning cleaning around the house and messing with each other. We had to stop for a blow job break and a quick fuck break but, other than that, we were fairly productive.Professor Walters knocked on the door at 2:05. Jennifer was in her room and, truthfully, I was content with her staying in there until he.