The cord wastight and my tits were bulging out and he took his timerubbing in the oil and squeezing both my slippery tits.My nipples still burned and ...hurt but his hands and theoil felt really good and I hoped Steve would just continueto squeeze and play with my tits all he wanted. Maybe forthe next 30 minutes. His hands felt so good on me.Even the hook in my ass was not feeling too bad at this point. Steve leaned in and started french kissing me. Both hishands still busy playing with my tits. I. No sooner was he in than I pulled back to suck on him only to have him fall away from my my wet grip. I smiled knowing what he needed and so I dutifully put my mouth back to the hole.He pushed in and out in firm strokes as big as his short length would allow and with an increase in the noise from his cubicle, I felt him twitch and thrust in my mouth. Then I tasted his come as a series of squirts gave he his hot liquid to swill around him as he fucked my mouth. I swallowed him down and I felt. Still wondering about the outcome she gulped down the glass of water and stood still waiting for the result. For a few moments she did not feel anything but gradually she found her bladder being filled up. Her stomach started swelling a little and by the time she could realize what was happening, she suddenly felt her bladder trying to burst open and holding her stomach tightly she ran into the nearest bathroom to relieve herself.She had reached it in the nick of the time otherwise it would. I kissed each girl on the cheek, whispering in an invitation to my quarters to Oona. Shortly after dinner there came a gentle knock on my door. As expected, there was Oona, looking as virginal as ever. “You know why you’re here, Oona?” I asked as I ushered her in. “Yes, Professor, my mother told me what was expected of me.” “Your mother? She knows what you are doing?” I said incredulously. “Yes. She is the headmistress. I believe you two have met.” She smiled shyly, letting me know that.