" A look of alarm flashes across his face and his eyes cast downward. "I'm sorry Dean Chandler, but I don't think they are that important" he sasses... "Are you challenging my authority Professor PSR?" I say menacingly. For a moment he looks like he's going to rebel, but then he looks down and says, "No Mam." "Good, now go get that yard stick from the blackboard and let's get down to it." I state. Obediently, he goes to get the yardstick and hands it to me. "Good, now pull down your pants. Anything else?" I love to suck cock. I want to suck your cock. Oh, and I am a little kinky. Probably not what you get at home with your wife."I self-consciously glanced at my wedding ring. She took my left hand in both of hers, and examined the gold band closely."Nope, I am one-hundred percent certain that you would experience things with me your wife would never give you. I'd even say she COULD never give you."Still not knowing whether I was simply the object of a sophomoric joke, I decided to. She felt it trace the boundaries of her pussy. But that was not it.The other hitman withdrew his cock from her mouth and rubbed it all across her face. Then slapped her face with his cock. Watching his friend drill her like a whore, he wanted to get inside her heavenly cunt.Velamma was now dripping wet. These two cock had made her pussy dripping wet. She got on up and took his cock in a cowgirl position. She squatted up and down on his cock like a whore.But Velamma never expected the other guy. I shoot my load onto his cheek and neck. The professor wipes most of my cum off with one hand. He wipes the rest off with his towel. He motions for me to get onto the lower bench. I comply and start getting down. I am turned toward the benches with my rump facing the professor when he tells me to stay in that position. He wipes my cum onto my ass hole and fingers me a little while wiping the rest of my cum onto his cock. He slips his cock into my ass and starts thrusting deep and long. .