We had little in common, apart from our age - we were both in our late thirties. He was shortand fat, I was tall and thin; he still had a full head of...hair, whereas mine was showing all too alarming signs of balding; and we had totally different interests and pastimes.Then we'd both attended a lecture entitled 'Brain Waves' given by a prominent visiting Cambridge professor, and afterwards, we'd got into a stimulating discussion in the bar, which had continued into the small hours of the. I forced my clit into his mouth and began grinding. I begged, “Eat me, please eat my pussy.”Craig didn’t have the chance to reply as I let go of the hem of my dress and he disappeared underneath me. I could feel my entire body become alive when his tongue ran up my slit and into my hole. I forced his tongue in deep and pressed firmly onto his face. An uncontrollable desire took over as I demanded, “Lick my pussy, stick your tongue in deep!”Craig’s tongue lapped against every crevice and I knew. Right when the entire classroom was mingling with each other, a slim and old woman barged into the classroom with a warm slim on her face. She wasn’t very tall and had cut her hair short. She stood right in front of the blackboard and wrote her name. It was Amanda Cloverfield. As soon as she wrote her name, she turned around and introduced herself. She was our photography professor and that she would be teaching us. Then she told us that she has two sets of students, one who are solely. . Ben smiled to himself. You see Ben already knew about Lena and her mom having sex together. How?&hellip,.the Limo driver Arthur. They went back many years and he was loyal to Ben. Ben owned a big company, and Arthur had been his personal family driver for years. He told Ben discreetly about Lena and her mom. They had had sex in the back of the limo. It had blacked out windows and a raised solid divider between them and Arthur&hellip,they thought. They didnt know about the tiny video camera.