My finger goes in to the second joint. I move my finger in and out a few times as if I was finger fucking the professor’s belly button. The profes...or must find this enjoyable as his hard cock twitches. I bring my finger out and continue my slow progress down. As my fingers and hand reach his pubic hair mound I close my hand and feel his pubic hair slide from between my fingers. I open my hand and continue on through the hair. My hand reaches the professor’s hard cock. I slide my hand up. She could feel my cock starting to get hard by her pussy and she reached down and unbuttoned my pants and slid them down, I took them the rest of the way off. I guided her hand to my cock and moved her hand in the desired direction because she didnt know what she was doing. I then rolled off of her and she started to use her soft little hands to move my dick up and down.I pushed her head down towards my cock and she was hesitant but i said dont worry and that seemed to get her ready. She. “Asshole, I don’t want your fucking complaints. You’re the one that created the problem that she is going to have to solve for you. “You telling me these fine men can’t fuck her...you don’t give your permission. What an asshole. He hit me brutally on the leg with the riding crop and laughed wildly.“Right now you are going to beg these Vaqueros to fuck her or I will beat you to a pulp with this whip.”He hesitated, looked at me with disdain, “You hear me? Do it!”Another sting then another and I. I suppose that means they like it! Yes, you heard me right.With that exciting revelation, I continue my thought, “What other things could I do to them that could continue to turn us both on? Maybe, secretly (or not so secretly) they’d want me to do more! Perhaps something more invasive than only the paddling of their tushies and some "body bumping?"That’s the moment when a cool, new idea came to mind! Create a safe space for girls (who are probably not lesbians, but are girl curious) to.