I'll miss the friends I made here. I'll definitely miss the grad student lifestyle, especially on Monday mornings. However, I won't miss being a grad ...tudent, if that makes any sense at all.I suspect that many of you know how difficult it is to put on a mask every day before leaving the house and keep it on--no matter how it chafes--until you go home at night. I had to put on my grad student mask--the one where I'm enthusiastic and passionate about my research and science in general--on a daily. When she started shuddering and clenching, Mark felt his control shatter and screamed, depositing load after load into her pussy, his arms holding her tightly to him while she rode out what looked and felt like a mind blowing orgasm. Amy couldn’t believe the sensations that came from Mark pulsing his cock and only paused long enough to get lost in his blue eyes, her orgasm crashing through her. ‘Mark,’ was all she could manage to say, although the notes she hit should have shattered glasses in. He put his hand on the inside of my thigh and ran it up until he was touching me through my panties. Rubbing my clit; making me cum once. He pulled my panties off so roughly he almost ripped them, which would have pissed me off because thoses were my favorite, and stuck them in his back pocket. He got on his knees and put my legs on his shoulders. He began kissing my clit, making me cum once again. As I finished cuming he looked up at me with a devilish grin.. "It's not like we're asking you to fuck her or anything. Just touch her. Feel how nice her pussy feels." Yeah," Candy whimpered. "Do it to me. Please."In a daze, Ed let his middle finger brush across her hairless labia. She shivered at his touch. Slowly, he found her opening and dipped the tip of his finger into her wetness. She moaned. Gently, he massaged the flesh at the entry to her cunt, slowly rubbing the moist folds with little, careful movements.Candy gasped, writhing impatiently. Ed.