The taste reminded me of a sour pickle. She had two fingers inside me. My walls hugged them as she twisted them in and out of me and the heel of her ...hand rubbed my excited clit. She settled her weight on my face. She rolled her hips and I licked, sucked, and tried to draw breath. The thought of being suffocated this way left me unbothered. I was completely at the mercy of her pleasure.I wanted to tell her that I was ready to cum all over her fingers. I tried to drink every drop of sweet. She doesn’t seem to care who knows what kind of person she is. Not one bit. Lou is openly sociopathic and proud of it. And both students and faculty have felt her wrath. She’s showed her abusive side to just about everybody. In the end, it was her undoing. During my last semester at the college, I united a small band of students and we went to a high-ranking faculty member to report Lou’s nefarious actions. As it turns out, this wasn’t the first time she had done something to students. Since. We all said hello, got our stuff into the van, and gathered around Matt, who had some clear instructions for the trip.“Rule number one once we are all in the car… No clothes inside the van. You know what this trip is all about,” explained Matt while we all laughed.Some days ago, Matt had told us we had to take advantage of the trip to fuck as much as we could, all the time, everywhere. And the van was the first place. Of course, my sister and I were in as we wanted to keep on exploring our. Dungeons are where you go to find treasure, battle monsters, slay the dragons, and, I assume, rescue the princesses.”“Yeah,” Traci laughed at me. “Nerd!”“Nerdfucker.” I taunted back. She put a hand to her tits and gasped. The Valkyrie looked at us strangely.We passed through a large mirrored room. It reminded me of the old martial arts dojo I attended in middle school. The class before us was ballet. I bitched about dragging the mats out every day. I would’ve bitched more to have been hip.