This was it. I would earn my A the best way possible. I shuddered, my asshole on fire. I squeezed Rebecca's tits, whimpering.“Fuck!” Mr. Jackson m...aned.“I know!” I gasped. “I'm so close.”“So good!” squealed Rebecca, her boobs jiggling in my hand. “Your tongue is so good, Mr. Jackson. I... I... Fuck, yes!”She bucked and quivered, cumming on his mouth. He groaned, licking at her pussy. He had to be drinking up all her cunt cream. Just lapping at her. I shuddered as I worked my asshole up and down. My friend introduces me to everyone and I pull up a log to sit on. It's getting later and so far nothing steamy has happened and I just sat there with my drink in hand. A couple decided to go into the tent and lay down I guess for the night. Everyone else went to the house leaving me there alone. I am sitting there and see the tent door is zipped up but the flaps that give cover to see what is inside is rolled up giving me a straight line of sight inside and what I saw was getting what I was. After tea I was watching the Simpsons when they told me to be back at my cubicle in half an hour for further training. Rather gingerly I walked back to my sleeping area, closely followed by one of my minders. I could not understand why my head was in two minds, one half wanted to fuck, while the other wanted to sleep. The horny side came out on top, I became so randy waiting for the minders to arrive that I had to pleasure myself, my hand was still rubbing my clit when they appeared. Okay, I. ”Finally she shrugged and followed me to the class. I still didn’t know what to think about Linnea but I was ready to admit that I probably needed her much more than she really needed me, even if I might have wanted to deny it. I might be a good hunter and maybe a powerful natural Mage and I had some knowledge of trade from my business with Birgit. But nothing, absolutely nothing, had prepared me for the University and constantly being close to hundreds, or even thousands, of people. Even if I.