It had seemed so real! What is happening to me? Another day passed with little consequence, but I was still not myself. My lack of sleep was taking it... toll, obvious by my inability to concentrate. While true, those nighttime incidences had frightened me. Another feeling had crept in as well; I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I vowed to stay awake that night and plugged in a small nightlight, so I wasn't left in total darkness. Clutching my pillow, I waited. My eyes watched for the tiniest. She shuffled forward slightly, put her weight on him and rested her head on his abdomen. She gripped the base of his penis hard with her thumb and forefinger, and the rest of her hand cupping his full balls. She shook the rod gently and watched as the string of clear precum moved. She stroked up and down slightly, no more than an inch from the base of his cock, and watched mesmerised as another bead of liquid oozed from the tip and travelled down the string to his stomach. With a finger from. I now had moved on to her other tit as my left hand rubbed up and down her pussy. The heat from her vagina was intense and I knew I needed to end the pressure for her before this thing ended. So letting her tits go I moved down to her cunt and shoved my middle finger into her vagina. Her body tensed up when I entered her and she gasped in pain.“Be careful.” Her voice sounded distant to my ears as I went down on her and took her clitoris in my mouth. Another gasp sounded and I knew she was in. ‘Look,’ I said, ‘It’s a beautiful day. I wouldn’t want to be stuck in here either. Why don’t you all go out and enjoy the sunshine – you can make yourself a better poet by living in the world than you can in any classroom anyway,’ and I nodded. ‘Class dismissed.’ Lisa quickly slapped a last coat of paint on her pinky and dropped the polish into her purse. Justin capped his pen and almost ran from the classroom, and Andrew slinked out looking at his feet as he went. ‘I’m sorry, Professor,’ he.