This broke us out of our trance. Before we parted, I asked for and got her phone number. Then we split. Every few feet I would turn around to look at ...er, only to find her looking back at me as well.“Professor, who was that?” asked one of my assistants.I looked at him and smiled. “I have no idea, but I think I’m going to marry her.” He stared, so I used The Power to make him forget.I called her that evening when I got home, only to get a busy signal. It took two hours of calling to get through. Yes, she WAS wet!Why did this have to turn her on so much?He was NOT attractive and he was treating her like dirt.“You know, this could easily take some hours...”More likely about 2 minutes she thought but she didn´t say that, of cause. She could see a bulge in his pants. He was having an erection. He seemed to be enjoying this. Was he also keeping his cigarettes in his front pocket?She had her hands on her hips now and there was 2 fingers inside her by now. She tried to catch his eyes, but he. God. If ever there was a girl made for sex, here she was. Her arousal grew more and more intense over the next couple of minutes... “Aaagghhh!” she groaned, and he started to cum, already, because her pulsating pussy was spasming powerfully round his cock, while her hands had moved onto his lower back to press him in, as deep as his outsize cock could reach, with each desperate thrust, to spurt his load way, way up in her chest somewhere.Thrust, thrust, he went, squirting powerfully each time,. The auctioneer continued, "She's straight, so only guys can bid. She has no experience, but such a beautiful woman rarely comes our way. Do we have an opening bid, fellas?"The audience murmured. After a few moments, Monique worried that no one was going to bid on her. Then a big burly biker-looking guy opened the bidding by calling out, "Two hundred slave points!"The auctioneer announced, "We have a bid of two hundred for this fine specimen of womanhood. Surely such a catch can command a higher.