I pulled off his underwear, helping him to step out of them while my eyes feasted on his cock and balls. Taking his hard cock between my thumb and for...efinger, I guided his cock head to the tip of my tongue. His cock had already produced a large pool of precum that I wanted to taste. I stuck my tongue into the tip of his foreskin and as I slowly retracted his skin, my tongue worked feverishly all over the tip of his knob so as not to lose any. He tasted so sweet. Once I had lapped up this early. "Everyone was laughing but Cindy and me. She turned and looked straight at me. Her lip quivered. "How did you know, you bastard?"Nicole saved me from having to answer. "I think it's safe to say that it was the idioms, Miss Meyer. Now let's go on with the requirements for this class..."Nicole's Apartment"What started the verbal fight with Cindy, Edward?" Besides the strange accent comment, she insulted a girl I've dated." You mean the prize girl that you mentioned?" Yes. She called her a lesbian. When I let the clothes pin clamp down, he let out a little yelp of surprise and twisted away reflexively, but it was too late. His nipple was clamped and I could see the pain flash through the features in his face. I let him take a moment to adjust, then reached for the other nipple. He tensed but let me clamp it without resistance.'You're going to make a good slut after all. I had my doubts.'As I stepped away, his cock brushed my leg. He was now fully hard, and I was pleased to see quite. Then a delicious apple tart with pistachio ice cream and some caramel drizzled over the top which we shared.We were feeling wonderful with the lovely food and nice wine and an after dinner drink that George presented as his personal gift.Our conversation had included a little bit of personal sex talk, likes and dislikes, and so forth. I can't recall how we got on the subject, but at one point Emma bit her lip and looked devilish with that suppressed grin she gets when about to tell something.