He started on my ass again but this time his hands were reaching all the way around and almost touching my cock. I jumped a little when he did that an... he told me that last time, I got a little hard-on and then he laughed. I giggled too and then felt him swirl his finger around my asshole a few times. It felt really good and he asked if I was ok with what he was doing. I told him it was fine but not to tell anybody about it. He laughed again and told me he promised not to tell if I wouldn't.. I held my breath, as my arse began to stretch a little as he slid them further in, spitting on his fingers and my arse at times to ensure there was as little discomfort as possible. Now I have to admit, that I wouldn’t have been at all surprised if I had squirted (happened before with Eeyore - google it its possible) while he gently fingered my arse. Anyway, sensing no aversion to the idea, he slowly withdrew his fingers and took hold of the base of his cock. I graciously pushed back against. I leaned the first woman over and opened the back of her dress, exposing the undergarment. I loosened the knot and began to undo the garment. When I had the thing completely undone, I leaned her back, gave her another sip of water and moved to the next woman. After completing the undoing of the three corsets, I sat back and waited for a response.It took several minutes for them to respond. When that happened, I began giving sips of water again. After a few more minutes the first woman tried to. They're never enrolled in the higher level courses - what they major in is anybody's guess. Denise was particularly attractive and, it must be said, particularly slow. Well, that's not exactly true; she was doing poorly, but seemed to have some intellect or at least the potential for one. She just seemed not to care about the material.Or maybe she just cared about other things more. That would explain her preferred style of dress, which was always provocative - now more than ever, I was.