Read the topic in the textbook, if you’re unsure use the Internet, and feel free come by my office over visiting hours with any questions. Thank you...."The bell sounded. Perfect. A small smile played over my lips while I listened to the rustling and scratching sounds that announced my students’ rush to get out of the last class of the week and start their weekend.I sat down and put away my notes, the tension finally flowing out of my body. I heard the door click shut and took a few deep breaths. Cynthia pulled her panties aside with a finger and guided my hungry cock into her turgid pussy. I expected to slide all the way into her in one easy stroke just as I had done a hundred time before, but this did not happen. Her wet pussy was very tight and resisted my cock’s intrusion.This last inconsistency cleared the last of the sleep fog from my mind and I knew what was wrong. My cock was sliding into Jenny, not Cynthia! I considered stopping for a brief moment but my cock was already. Her mind raced back, “I finished my p...,” she started to say, “I’m about 12 days...” “At around your most fertile stage?” he said patting her again. She stared up at him, unable to say anything. She felt his hand move to her mound; she felt his fingers move over her clitty and down her groove. His eyes were wild as he stared back at her. “You do plan to start a family sometime don’t you?” he asked her. “Yes but...” His fingers pressed the material of her panties into her groove. “I. Ripping open the office door, he sprinted down the back corridors with Jason chasing after him. Mentally scolding himself for not yet setting it on speed-dial, Jason typed in the number on the back of his ID card into his cell phone."This is Jason Stevens, intern in Section 8. My ID number is 6347H2I9Q2," he panted, running through the halls and seeing the back door close as he rounded a corner."Welcome to the office of the BSC. How may I direct your call?" the receptionist asked as Jason.