Are you offering to take me?" I nodded ... yup; can I have your number?" Sure," she said with an absolutely straight face, "its 10!" Then she laughed.... laughed too. "Actually I was thinking about your phone number not your Screen Actors Guild sexiest actress number." Well then," she said, "no!" No!" I said amazed. No woman had ever told me no ... not to my face ... oh they sometimes gave me a phony number but no one had ever just said ... fuck you, no! "Really ... no?" I tried again."Yup it's a. She laid in the back of it, “use that talented tongue right now,” she commanded as she opened her legs. I pulled off my jacket and felt her hand push me down into her pussy.I slowly rolled my tongue over her red hair pussy, just feeling the juices drip from it, tasting it as I hear her moan. “It’s been almost a century since I had my pussy eaten out,” she says as I see her fangs bite her lip. I drop of blood falls from them as I flick against her swollen clit. She is so turned on, and it has me. I was too occupied with the fact that his hands were on my naked leg. I tried not to react and stayed normal. But I felt myself blushing, my ears getting hot and my mouth salivating as I felt his warm, strong fingers firmly holding my thigh. The professor continued with his lecture, occasionally asking me questions and I did my best to answer him. He kept his hand on my leg as I proceeded to lean closer to him, sitting side by side, shoulder to shoulder. I felt my pussy getting wet and juicy. “No, no,” I said quickly. “Espresso fixed with a shot of hot water.”“Mister,” she answered, “all espresso is made with hot water.”She pressed a button on her machine and handed me a cup of something that made me wish I’d taken what was in the pot. Well, Doc Roberts would be happy I was going without coffee again. This was my second day without, and I had the withdrawal headache to prove it.I ate breakfast in the hotel café and logged into the network on my laptop. I had results for my searches.