When I am entering into the food court I slipped a cup of water when I try to hold it I tried to wipe it with some tissues and someone ask tissues fro... me I gave it without my knowledge who was behind me I turned back and I was dump that the water spelled over the woman who I admire . I excuse from there and packed my things to my flat as it was late. I got a call from my tutor to report immediately there to my surprise the lady is talking with my tutor I straightly went there and greeted. I could see his fingers glisten with her juices, and her lips seemed to grip his fingers as he drew them out. He turned back and said something to her, then picked up a glass of champagne and poured some on her pussy. I could see it sparkle as it flowed over her pussy. She arched her back and thrust her tits forward and spread her legs wider. Looking over his should as if to make sure I was still watching, the guy went back down on her, and she began to knead her breasts. She looked. A shadow crossed over your shoulder. A cowboy hat! You froze, you couldn't move a muscle. You felt the fingers, touching your outer thigh. They were just under your nightgown, pushing it up till the hand rested on your naked hip. The warm breath filled your ear as he whispered, "Well, hello there, Filly" You felt something hard against your ass, as he used your hip to draw you closer. Was it his pistol or something else? The hand moved up, off your hip but still under your nightgown, to. It seemed that every time he tried to create a perfect knot for his tie, it fought back when the tie appeared to be on the verge of a perfect knot. It reminded him of his election campaign that was in its final hours. It was going just right until he tried to pull it all together at the end. One thing about tying a tie was that the whole process could start over again if things didn’t go just right. Election campaigns weren’t like that.“I should have said re-election campaign,” he muttered.