Back at the Research School of Biology, Jane greeted me with “Lo! The conquering hero!”“Very funny.”“Bashful? When the kids find out what yo...’re teaching, the enrollment’ll double!”“You’re kidding me!”“No, Dr. Hollister. You’ve had greatness thrust upon you.”“I’m not wearing yellow stockings,” I said, showing that I recognized her Shakespeare allusion.“And there you are! You’re young, you’ve got a doctorate, you’re literate, and you’re celebrated for rescuing maidens. Right out of a bad. His cock has nearly doubled in size, it's huge and as thick as my wrist. It's poking straight up like a flagpole. His hips are thrusting towards me as he is close to cumming. I try to delay the final moments, as I savour the feeling of your cock in my hands, fuck it feels good. I wrap both hands around his cock and he thrusts into them wildly. I remove both hands and his cock is throbbing madly, jerking up and down on it's own. Finally, it can not go on any longer and he starts to groan and. I began to grind and press and hump until she was shaking and her pussy was wet. After awhile I pulled back and started to fuck her with deep thrusts. She gasped and clutched me when I buried my cock again, “fffuuucccckkkkk!”Her pussy kept squeezing as I fucked her slowly with deep strokes. After several minutes she was thrashing around and bucking and I was fucking her long, hard and deep. She twisted and jerked and spasmed while clinging to me, “yyyeeeesssss!”After a few more minutes I shoved. He was mid 40s, married with c***dren. His wife had been I'll and so he wasn't getting any sex. He was polite and we often spoke very explicitly and he usually stroked his hard cock as he talked dirty. We exchanged pics and he was rather attractive and well built. A little taller than me and had what looked like a gorgeous 7 or 8 inch cut cock. I also gave him access to my private pics on flickr and this., he said, sent him wild. I was always suspicious the pics weren't of him and one day I got.