I sooo fucking need to cum, and I want your tongue in my pussy!" I laid down, all too eager to taste that hairy twat. She straddled me, and as she c...ame closer I could see her dark lips parted, dripping with her juices, and above that her huge soft breasts, one in each hand. I reached up and parted her lips, kissing them softly and licking her slit. She practically gushed on me right then and there, and she moaned and rocked her hips until her clit found my tongue. I slipped a finger inside. I didn't hear the phone at first. When I answered, Dean Jones said that the hotel that housed the baseball team had been damaged by an electrical fire. It was uninhabitable. He insisted that I take two players. After all, I had three bedrooms. I tried to remind him that I had only a double bed in the guest room, none in the study, and only one bathroom without a shower. His reply was that this was an emergency and all faculty members were chipping in. The two would be at my door in. My boxers balloon a tent and I close my doors before they see me. Then I remembered what Manuel asked me so I quickly put on some shorts, a clean shirt and grabbed one of my books. As I was locking my dorm, one of the kids asked me if I could judge who had the biggest dick. I told them that I’m not good at judging their dicks but I told them to measure it instead. I told them to hold on, open my door and grab the ruler I have in my bag. As I handed them over the ruler, the curvy dick suggested. His skin looks so smooth she feels she could almost reach out and stroke it. She clears her throat, focussing her thoughts once again. “Yes, I’m looking for a pair of shoes,” she says, glancing around the store nervously. He gestures, silently, towards a chair in the corner of the room, behind a small screen. Walking over, she plants herself in the seat and crosses her legs. Her bag is placed gently down and her eyes scan the walls around her – covered in shoes. “Are you looking for something.