She really wasn't having a good day.While I was listening to her I had a thought and decided to make a phone call after dinner."Mrs. Parry? Hi, my nam... is James Matthews, my friend Mark Davis worked for your husband, I was wondering if I may be able to speak to him for a moment?" Sure, he's right here, it was so sad what happened to them. I'm sorry for your loss; let me get Ray for you." Thank you."There was silence for a few seconds and then a gruff voice answered, "Hello." Good evening Mr.. In mere moments my body betrays my efforts to delay my cumming. Suddenly shaking, an orgasm quickly builds. “Oh, my little slut is quite horny and hungry for her Mistress today, ”you whisper as my tongue penetrates between your lips and presses on your clit. “Mmmm, yes,” I mumble from between your legs. “May I cum, Miss?” My voice but a whispered plea through honey-drenched labia. I know a countdown is in store. But will I be able to cum at the end or be denied?“Since my filthy whore rushed. I quickly pulled my pants up, and exclaimed "Ry, what are you doing?" She just said "Sorry," and got up. I knew something was wrong. Being a twin, your kind of like a lie detector for the other. It's hard to explain, but you can feel when the other is troubled. I got up and walked over to her and gave her a hug. She didn't hug me back, but just let her arms hang by her side. I felt that how I reacted, made her feel this way. She apologized again. I told her there was nothing to be sorry for. I. " It was true; I'd been dealing with a parade of students in and out of my office all week, some of them coming to complain about professors, some with questions about this or that, and a select few to find out why there hadn't been any special office visits lately - I'll admit it, as an administrator on a university campus, I'd met a lot of extremely attractive and sexy young coeds, and I'd taken advantage of the opportunity to get a few of them bent over my desk. But since I'd begun my affair.