I was fingering it and the two looked pleased. I said “Come on are you just going to sit there or give me a hand”? Steve wasted no time and got un...er the table. He wasted no time and I felt his rough unshaven cheeks rub along side each of my thighs. He began to lick my pussy. He was pretty good his tongue lapping up my juices. It was not long before I was coming and I held my breath so not to arose too much suspicion. It felt good and now I wanted more. I said “Rob come on it is your turn“.. She didn't want to sleep. She wanted Sirinna to prove to her somehow that she really was safe.She sank into the bed. It really was very comfortable. Even her arm did not seem to hurt as much just lying at her side. But even with all this, and as Sirinna drew the furs over her, she felt like she could do anything but sleep.Sirinna first went to the window and unrolled the blinds, which was simply a sheet of reeds woven together. She then returned to the bed and crouched beside it, turning to. That feels sooo good. I’m going to cum….don’t stop…Mmmmm…..Michael!” Her hips were rising with each stroke and lick and she was soaked. Her juices were glistening off the entire inside of her thighs. I then pushed my finger into her anus and she lurched back in surprise. “Michael…your finger is in my ass…oh god…don’t…oh Michael…I think I like it.”I continued to move my finger from her vagina hole into her ass as I licked her clitoris. Her legs began shaking and she pulled at and pinched her. She was known as "theProfessor", on account of her intellect, at the all girl's Public Schoolshe attended. It was a term she struggled with as she considered it tobe gendered. There had been a debate between our schools about thebattle of the sexes. I had used a trap saying that I had often wonderedwhat it was like to be a girl and the girl debating me had fallen intoit, meaning as she asked why and I responded that I wondered what it waslike to be so inferior. It worked well, rhetorically,.