She would do anything to get ahead. She wiggled her ass a little, getting more comfortable in the professor’s grip. They were at the desk, and the ...rofessor was talking, ‘My student here and I have adjoining rooms. We are here at the convention to learn all about politics.’ Behind the desk, the handyman pushed over the sign-in book. Carla didn’t like the way he was looking at her, running his eyes up and down her body. He didn’t even try to hide the leering smirk on his lips. Carla was used to. “Imagine sliding deep inside me, feeling how hot and wet I am inside.”Dan gasped, and then moaned. “I can imagine it.”“Are you stroking your cock for me?”“Yeah, Aunt Christine.”“Mmm – good. I can almost feel you inside me. It’s making me so hot.”Dan’s responded with an excited, “Yeah.” She could hear the slight vibration in his voice that told her he was stroking his cock fast.“I can’t wait to have you fucking me hard while Becky licks my clitty.” Christine’s fingers moved faster over her. Its never been the same since she died. However, she didnt really give head, and definitely not anal. In our day, both of those were taboo, forbidden in a way. Most of you college girls dont care what you stick in any of your holes these days. He shook his head laughing again. I like head from you college girls because theres something about the look on your face thats still innocent. Making you keep your pussy shaved, thats all about the innocence as well. He pauses and walks over to me to sit. She stands in front of her dresser then bends over to slide down her shorts, giving me an incredible view of her firm, round ass, clad underneath simple white panties. My eyes immediately roams down to her ass. I begin to feel a stirring in my groin area as she stands back up, unhooking her bra. I hold my breath as I watch her gracefully throw her bra onto the floor. She's left in nothing but her panties. She gazes into the mirror, examining her body while smiling slightly. I stare at her.