“It’s alright. I’m not angry.”“You’re not?” Our mother’s approval meant everything to us. Without her Zuri and I were rudderless, utte...ly lost.“No.” Her warm hands stroked reassuringly. “It just ... happened earlier than I expected.”“It?” Zuri’s large dark eyes were still wet. “You mean touching each other?”“Yes.” She looked between us both. “It ... it isn’t wrong. But it can’t happen yet.”“Yet?” I looked at Zuri again, feeling an echo of that warm swelling feeling, even as I wanted to comfort. Miss Brittan had recently moved into the empty dormitory next door while her own study was being redecorated. It must be her voice, but she didn’t sound like she did in class. Listening carefully, she could just make out another voice too. A man’s voice, hoarse and urgent. Perhaps Mr Lean was paying her a late night visit! The thought made her heart beat a little faster, and she pressed her ear against the wall even harder. Frustratingly though, at that moment the sound seemed to fade away. "Can we do it, Miss?" Do what, Ben?" You know...." Do you want to fuck me?" Yes Miss"She looked down at Dave. "This student of mine wants to fuck me, darling. Should I let him?"Dave continued to rock his body back and forth against Mick's erect penis as he looked up into her eyes. "Yes, I know you like that and I want you to have whatever you want. But first...." He reached up between my legs, grasped my erection and took my cock into his mouth. I had fucked him in the ass and now he was giving. My oligarch came to visit me last weekend and on Friday we had dinner. I let him him finger me, but told him I was too shy and inexperienced to go all the way and he bought it. The next night I snuggled up to him and played with his cock. I told him how much his old, flabby body turned me on. He went along with it and got my best blowjob that i had perfected with the football team at home.I played with his ass a lot and the faggot loved it. Every time my long fingernail sc****d his ass, he.