Now, if you would be so kind, I have other duties that require my attention."The reporter watched as Oliver turned away and left without further word.... He turned to the camera man and asked, "Did you get all of that?"The man smiled and answered, "Sure did."Oliver headed to the college, feeling that it was necessary to visit the instructors as a whole and then each year of students. He didn't know what effect the recent events would have on people, but he had to defuse any possible repercussions.. He leans back and sighs “that feels so good”. I suck his cock for a while and then lick his balls. We are both beginning to relax now. I stand up to slide my skirt off, getting lots of help from him. The next thing I know he's kneeling on the floor, he's the perfect height for sucking on my nipples not showing any partiality to one or the other while his fingers play with my clit bringing on my first 'mini orgasm'. Finally, he sits me down (before I fall down) and pulls me toward him so. And then we were making small talk and giving the polite obligatory laughs you would hear at the workplace. I remember he made a point and we laughed and as I turned my face away and felt his finger lightly touch my arm, as a gesture for emphasis. I wouldn't say it was unwelcomed, but it definitely made my senses on high alert. He would say later on, laughing, that he remembers me scooted to the corner of the seat, clutching my handbag and coat to myself and not looking at him. Mimicking me, he. On that note I was anticipating as much as she delivered.It wasn’t until the second encounter that she sucked my cock, willingly, and without insinuation or prodding, she became the oral slut we both discovered she held in check, for so long, but wanted to be. The night began much as the first time we had sex, and at some point, she moved to experience, or explore what it was like to have another orifice filled.“Oh my” she cried out, after I had exploded in her mouth the first time. “I so love.