Fiona stopped for a few seconds and pulled her mouth off. Pausing only to push my shoulders down, I quickly worked out what she wanted. I lay down on ...he back seat and she turned around and straddled my face before returning her lips to my cock. With no knickers to deal with I was able to sniff her full aroma before running my tongue over her lips. God she was wet and ready for anything. Twisting my arm around over my head I was able to get my hand over her backside and lifting her skirt over. That way the nightgown wouldn’t fall below the hem of my jacket, and no one would know that I was essentially naked, underneath. My professor was aware that I was a failing student, and he leaned back with his feet on his desk and his hands clasped behind his neck, like he was king of the world and I was some kind of slug. He kept his guest chair across the room, so students can’t sit, and I was forced to stand in front of him while he looked me over, especially at my bare legs, wondering what. Are you really going to let him trim me? You're the first person that's ever touched me like that and now he's going to be touching me there too. I feel like I might explode. He's going to see how wet I am and just thinking about it makes me hotter." It's ok, girlfriend. You are my girlfriend now. I'm not going to let anything bad happened to you. I've fantasized about having a girlfriend sometimes but you're going to be my first in many ways too. I'd never touched a girl until I touched you a. She then bit her lip and reached down, pulling her tight white dress up her smooth tanned legs. My mouth was watering just at the site as she slowly exposed more of her legs to me. "You like my legs?" she asked in an innocent voice, revealing just a bit of the white fabric of her underwear. I nodded. Sonya then lifted a leg onto the sofa and nuzzled her foot into my crotch as she sensually ran her hands up her thigh. Reaching out, she put her hand behind my head and gently pulled my face to her.