Though every member of the team worked hard, it seemed to Mark that Manning was riding him particularly hard. At first, Mark didn't mind. But week a...ter week of Professor Manning's constant criticism and belittling comments got on his nerves. Not that she didn't drive herself, and everyone, hard, Mark had noted. But the other grad students, especially Nichole, seemed to get off easy when it came to the verbal abuse. Mark wished, for perhaps the thousandth time this week, that he had gotten. Returning home Emma headed to the bathroom whilst I pouredus a glass of wine and waited for her to return which she did minus thejeans and sweater standing before me in just a black lace basque andmatching panties, which strained to keep her cock inside, stockings andher boots. She just stood there smiling at me I walked over to her and wekissed deeply and softly, we both knew that Emma would be going hometonight and this was going to be one last fuck before she left, and boywas it a great. I never had any intention of sleeping with any of you. Please reconsider. You guys might kill me!’ ‘Tough daddy, at least you’ll die happy and satisfied!’ she exclaimed as she got on the bed and grabbed his fully erect cock. She kissed the meatus and ran her tongue around it. She sucked the head into her mouth and started humming a happy little tune. It must have been the tune. He exploded into her mouth like Mt. St. Helens. She didn’t let a drop get away. She opened her mouth, showed him his. She stopped suddenly and said next question, I came back to reality and again asked her a tough question, when she couldn’t answer, with a lot of courage, I asked her to kiss me, she didn’t agree, I said, you lost and this is the rule of the game, she said fine and gave me a quick peck on my cheek, it was intoxicating, she got the next question also wrong, I asked her for a lip kiss this time and she understood my intentions at that moment and she said lets stop playing now, I didn’t listen to.