She eagerly unwrapped her present. She gazed at my chest. Her hands moved ceaselessly in her lap."It's OK," I said, "You can touch them. I want you to..."She reached out; then she hesitated, unsure of what to do. She and her sister had much smaller breasts than mine. I was sure she had never handled anything like my pair of double-H's."Please, stop teasing me." I told her. I took her by the wrists and put her palms over my nipples. "Ummmmmmm," I purred. The heat of her hands felt. Regina was ecstatic about my offer, bouncing out of the chair and clasping her hands.“Thank you, thank you, thank you,’ she repeated over and over. I was happy to oblige her request and even more happy to see her reaction.About a week went by and just before a Friday exam, Regina approached me in a common use hallway.“Hey professor,” she called out. I turned and immediately recognized her smiling face.“Is there any chance I can get a tutoring session with you later today?” she asked.It was her. I didn't know many neighbours, but had a feeling I'd never met this one before.I cried out against his cock, my voice sounding muffled, choked, as his cock slid in and out of my throat. I didn't dare bite. Or did I? I felt the panic rise in me, wondering again if my owners knew what this man was doing. I wondered, too, what the men, my owners, were doing. Where were they? Why were they allowing this man to hurt me?I felt my throat bruising. I felt my lips growing numb as I dutifully sucked his. I took hold of his hands silently lifted then up to my bra cups. My nipples were hard and clearly pointing out against the soft lace fabric. He did as instructed and undid the clasp. I rolled the lace cups down revealing my tiny, pert breasts. His hands instinctively started to massage them gently. It was then I made my mistake: I kissed James on the lips and pushed my hand down between us and took hold of his erection through his trousers. In his surprise, he tried to back away a little to.