‘She probably wishes that she didn’t have to go through any of this. But what can I do about it?’ ‘Just do what comes naturally. What do you t...ink comes naturally?’ ‘I don’t know.’ ‘Well, maybe you’ll have to take some time to think about it.’ Chapter 3 That’s what Jessica was, I realized, as I walked out of the counselor’s office. Both innocent and grotesque, like the balance of my dreams the night before, an innocent and beautiful thing corrupted both mentally and physically. How could anyone. Now we were alone in that huge lab. This is when I started to think something out of the box.Ashim was so involved in the experiment I just looked at him carefully. He was not handsome as Salman Khan but he was above average Indian guys. When the specimen was ready we had time to sit and watch result. We both sat on the chair. He was annoyed as we have to stay so long in lab. I started the chat asking about his family and life outside the college. We started to talk and topic started to change. Tamara, however, felt the day was endless, with the frightening prospect of her outrageous plan looming before her. She mulled silently throughout the pep-rally, not even able to muster her usual cynicism. Two classes -- an eternity each -- later, and she made her way through the emptying day-end hallways towards the P.E. office.The girls, heading in opposite directions, passed each other. They did not acknowledge one another, because they weren't friends -- nor enemies. Either would have been. "Hmm, Ja-jason. Take my cock deep in your throat. Faster! Faster. Ahhh...ahhh." he picked up the pace. He hummed and gives vibration to my dick."Shit! That fee--feels good!" He snaps his fingers. I suddenly can move my body. My hands holds his ears. "Take this shit!..Take...this...shit! I'm gonna cum."I face-fuck him harder and faster. My hips trust to his face. My hands gripping his ears, pulling closer, my cock is getting deeper to him. "Fuck!" I cum inside his throat. 1..2..6..8 jets of.