"Now, I know you just got here, but work starts immediately. Most of the girls are in class now. You will not go to your regular classes today, but Mr... Neel is excited to meet you. I will walk you over to the music building, and leave you to meet him." What's he like?" Who Mr. Neel?" Yeah. I'm a little nervous about meeting him." Don't worry child, he's a sweet man, young too, the youngest professor we got here, and so handsome! I hear some of the girls wishing that they were here for singing. In other words, she had to remind me of my wife. That bitch deserved a good spanking and ass-fucking, and I was going to give it to her, even if only through a hooker who resembled her. “Hello, there, Mister,” the brunette that I had noticed before spoke to me. We had flirted before, without either of us acknowledging it. It was just a wink here or there, lips puckered out, and so forth, as I drove by with my wife. This time, however, I was not going to drive by. “Hello, there. I think I’ve. Movements that were, only a few minutes ago augmenting her pleasure, were now synonymous of disgusts. She turned off the shower and pulse function and contended with the tap to rinse herself. She avoided the mirror, unable to look at that girl who couldn’t even muster the will to control her sin filled urges. She hasted to her room where she got dressed “properly”, layers upon layers of material intended to hide her well developed womanhood evocative of a well mature, ripe fruit. She had to. Her hands gripped his hair again, and pushed his face into her wet snatch. Travis moved his fingers up her right inner thigh, tickling her as he moved closer to the small aches of her lower pussy lips and swept up some of the drippings from her cunt and introduced his finger to her pussy. Leah moaned feeling him push his finger inside her. Leah missed the feeling of being penetrated and pushed her hips downwards toward his hand. She felt him pull his finger from her as she tried to fuck it. She.