Kenning arrived in the morning and took over.He asked us the same fucking questions but paled and shrank a bit when I told him that I wanted whoever h...d done it,"You'll fucking find them mate" I shouted, "Or the golden goose will be on fucking strike, this is getting fucking personal"It was Dean who calmed things down when we arrived at the office, of all our employees, he was the last one I would have expected to hear good old fashioned common sense from!"Have you ever thought boss, that it. Using her fingernail she gently scratches the bottom of my cock from my balls towards the tip. This produces even more pre-cum to leak out. Her full lips wrap around the head of my cock and I feel her sucking hard to get the bitter sweet nectar out of me. She lets her teeth like drag on my cock as she slowly move her head up and down on me. Releasing my cock from her mouth she move to my shaved scrotum, licking my balls and gently pulling them into her mouth while she strokes my slippery shaft.. ..So Mila, bored with her life in other respects, decided to play a game, to test the professor. She started wearing tighter tops, skirts that got shorter and shorter. She enjoyed lingering around after class, letting the professor talk to her, and how his eyes wandered to her thighs and ankles. On some occasions she started not wearing any underwear, just slightly parting her legs so he could wonder. His eyes betrayed him, a glance here and there. Positioning himself in a way he had the best. She laughed and nodded occasionally but I knew that her mind was focused on something else. Her eyes definitely were. I must have looked like a porn star trying to put my dick in its greatest light but I didn't care. It was working and that was all that mattered. My lounger was located in the shades with some branches hanging above it and I probably wouldn't have been visible if one didn't pay attention. Besides, it was a party and there was plenty of alcohol involved. I didn't let her out of.