The fact that her body was being used for such a gross act made her so hot and wet, it fulfilled her masochistic desire to be violated and used like a...toy.She soon began to expand her horizons, remembering her the training her sisters had put her through. True, broom handles and bananas certainly couldn’t compare to this, but she had studied thoroughly so that she would know what to do. She took the member deeper in her mouth, letting the head rub against the ridges of the back of her throat.. She'd really grown to appreciate how sexy and manly he was but then she rushed to remind herself that if Tom hadn't been pushed to the point and quitting and demanding that she give into his sexual desires, she'd never have discovered how lusty and horny she could be with a man.Mandy hadn't put on the normal clothes she usually wore to work that morning. After her early morning sexual arousal, she'd decided to be bold and do something she'd never done before and maybe it would even get her into. Trust me.”“Right, er, Smita.” It still seemed odd, calling her by first name rather than Professor Wilkins. “I won’t. Run, I mean.”The whole situation was surreal. Three years of having her as his course tutor and experiencing nothing but friendly professionalism. Three years of hiding his lust, even from himself. Three years of confusion at finding a woman the same age as his own mother invading his wet dreams. Then one drunken confession at the Student Guild bar somehow led to clumsy fumbling. I rushed forward and surprised him, jumping on top of him and pinning him to the ground. He tried to wrestle free, but he was not strong enough and I outweighed him.I turned him over and was surprised to see my younger next door neighbor. He was scared but did not scream out or make any noise. I roughed him up a little while I demanded to know what he was doing there. He mumbled something, but I didn't hear what he was saying. I was looking him over to see if I could figure out what he was.