"No...that's alright. You take my room. I want you to get a good restsince you're our singer and I want you to have a good sleep so yourvoice is stron... tomorrow. And if you want you can take an old t-shirtand pair of socks to sleep in. Cause if you're anything like my ex-girlfriends, sleeping in a bra is no fun," He added with a laugh."Thanks again. Night guys," I said as I when to the bedroom.Once in Johnny's room I was ready to sleep. It was a long day. My bra,can't believe it's "my" bra, but. I pulled the new toys out from under the bed. I filled the sink with some bleach water to let them soak for a few minutes. While they were soaking I turned on the toy heater and read the instructions on the toys once again. I drained the water, rinsed the toys off with hot water, and washed them with soap and water one more time before I put the two bigger ones in the heater. I also put the video cam on the tripod linked to the big screen in the bedroom. I set the camera to remote and placed. We started by sitting on the bleachers and just talking about what was going through my head when I was swimming and how I approached my turns. He gave me some pointers about that, telling me to stop over-thinking them - he actually suggested I focus on a something almost irrelevant, and with a sarcastic little smirk suggested Richard. I must have turned beet red, the blood rushing to my freckled cheeks so quickly that it felt like they were burning. He quickly backed out of it though by adding. “Ask nicely, Miss Croft,” he says matter-of-factly. The students may have heard outside, but it wasn’t a sound that sparks curiosity so they don’t care.“P-please..” I mouth to him silently.“Please what?”“Ppp-please Professor,” I whine, chewing my lower lip.He swiftly pistons himself inside my pussy with finesse. I feel my body going numb with ecstasy. I am going to lose the last of my stamina and I don’t care. His hand roughly handles my clit, pinching and rubbing it mercilessly. I try to but.