There were stands-swimming was an important sport at Stanford, our team was always nationally ranked, and the meets actually got respectable crowds. S..., I parked myself a few rows up and watched. There were a number of people swimming, but I picked her out immediately.I'd known she was a swimmer, and I knew what swimming entailed. And I'd seen her body-well, under a tee shirt and shorts, but I had an idea about her muscles. But I wasn't prepared for how she looked powering her way through the. I hated Math and anything that had to do with it. I walked up to the fourth floor of the Library and looked round, it was dead and empty. But, hell at least it was warm. I walked towards the back where the English Literature was located. I looked over and there was my tutor, who happened to be Dallas. "Oh, fuck!" I thought to myself, "I will never pass my exam now!" I walked over to him, trying to keep my cool, Dallas looked up and said"Um Hi, are you the one I’m tutoring?" Yeah" was all I. "Oh yeah, Jess here is a real treasure," he chuckled, his hand suddenly backhanded her hard across her large tits, the sound of flesh on flesh made me jump."And you know the best thing about her, it's not a sexy body," he smiled down at her, "it's the fact that she's a mute." Oh," was all I could think of to say, I looked on at the tableau before me, his hands now gently fondling her tits."Childhood accident, fell on a broken bottle, cut her vocal cords," he chuckled, "now all she can do is. . Let me do this for you now," the woman whispered and I had to close my eyes for fear of cumming as soon as I felt her lips touching the smooth glans. I felt like a virgin again, I swear. The woman was incredible and I was going to explode all over her face in a second.Seeing Becky perfectly made up for the biggest day of her life, with her crimson lips pressed against my rock hard cock was very nearly too much. She was licking and kissing the length of my shaft, letting the glistening head.