"We're not done yet," he whispered fiercely into her ear before adding, "baby!" sarcastically. ~~~ A surprised grunt escaped Julia and she stuck out... her hands to balance herself on the desk. Maarten released his painful hold on her ponytail but immediately started groping her breasts. She grunted again as he thrust his cock hard into her. A button from her blouse sprang away as he tore open her blouse further for better access. He was coarsely kneading her tits like an animal. Had she tainted. Her breathing was getting heavier and she pleaded, “Curtis, I can’t. I have resisted for so long.”Suddenly confused, I asked, very curious, “Resisted what for so long?”“Being a slut,” she moaned, as she moved her ass back and forth trying to fuck herself with my finger.“But you fuck Miranda,” I pointed out.“Yes, but I am in charge in our relationship. She is my slut,” my Mom explained.I pulled my finger out.Mom instantly pleaded, “Curtis, please don’t stop, but it back in.”I put my sticky. She had often chosen outfits that complimented her chest, emphasizing her firm C-cups and showing quite a bit of cleavage. She had never been particularly slutty about it, but more creative, picking blouses and blazers which advertised class, but leaving just one or two more buttons open during Barrett's class than would have been proper.She smirked slightly as she looked at her professor again. Most of the students in the course, especially the boys, were well aware that today's class was. He had used my ass to grind him and make him cum. His penis was at the center of my ass too. And boy did he come a lot!His jeans had become wet and my exposed thigh which was in contact with that part had also become a bit wet. I was embarrassed a bit and the other students started laughing. “How had it come to this?” I thought, “Going from a conservative Sindhi family to a girl sitting on her student’s lap, wearing such skimpy clothes!”But I did not get much time to think. The student next to.