..?” I struggled to sound like I was still in control of myself!Lynette just smiled at me, pulled my cock free of my boxers and started to work it, ...wo-handed, back and forth, slowly at first as she built up momentum. I stroked her back for a moment then started to draw her jumper up her back until she had to let go of my cock and pull her top over her head, and off to be thrown over the back of the sofa. I only got a quick glimpse of her naked tits before she went back to my cock, but I could. He seemed really pleased to hear that.With a slap of his hand on the desk, he exclaimed that we were running late. He jumped up, and hustled out the door. I had no choice but to follow. We quick-stepped down the hallway and turned a corner. We entered another door and I realized that we were in a fairly decent sized lecture hall. It was full of students, waiting patiently."Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to announce that we have visiting with us today a professor from the United. ’You pull away from me and start to dance up and down with excitement. ‘Cool. Can I wear my school uniform? He never took his eyes of me when I was in uniform. I think it was his favourite.’ You giggle. ‘And you must change into your pjs.’‘OK, but why? Grandad always wore a suit.’‘Not always.’ You blush. ‘I wasn’t being completely honest with you. Once, something happened that changed my mind. One day, when I came home from school, Mom told me Grandad wanted me to take him a cup of tea as soon. Neither of them would have noticed, she continued to think as she cast her mind back to exactly how carried away she’d gotten with the size of Anthony’s cock and having had him cuffed like she did, and she was positive Anthony would have had other things on his mind too. It had quickly become a matter of ‘what to do now?’ The picture he’d emailed was quite compromising to say the least. It was the moment she’d bent over and leant up against the fireplace, dressed in her policewoman’s outfit.