. easy access." Right." By the way, what's your name? I can't keep calling you 'professor'." You could, it might be interesting." Hmmm." Randi." After...last night, I know that." No. That's my name. Randi. With an 'I' at the end." Randi by name and randy by nature?" You might be the cause of that." I didn't come on to you!" Actually, you did. You're intelligent, you're decent-looking, you aren't an anthro student, and you're male. Oh, and you're here." What if I'd be interested in one of the. He placed his tool on her forehead and repeated the proper apology. She caught her breath in the meantime.?Good whore, lose the top, run another lap and come back to me and repeat the proper aplogy.? His voice was calmer by now.She jumped up and held her breasts as she made another lap. Her legs were getting tired and her pace was slowing down. Mark didn’t bother to say anything about touching her breasts. He figured he would deal with that later. Once again, she returned to him and. Her ass was almost non-existent but still had a little padding to it. Her mound was unkempt, with blonde hair forming a solid bush above her pussy. Her face was more cut in nature, with solid lines defining some of her features. Still she was pretty, but would have been near the bottom of my list. I searched for her partner and found him. He was about 60 and had a lean frame. He wasnt bad looking either, but not super attractive. He had slightly longer brown hair, but it wasnt too long, more. She also mentioned that she doesn’t want to lose what she had with me. That made me very happy. I was glad we were both in the same space regarding our relationship.Raksha sent me her mother’s number and asked me to text her. I agreed. I texted her mother.Me: Hi, aunty.Varsha: Hi, son. How are you?Me: I’m good, aunty. Raksha told me everything.Varsha: I’m glad you agreed to help us out.Me: No problem, aunty. But how do we proceed?Varsha: Come home tomorrow night. I hope I’m not making you.