I admired myself further and glanced at the shelf of dildos. My slutty ass deserved to have its craving satisfied I decided.PART 3 I had a good long l...ook at the dildos. I touched each of them for texture, size and flexibility. Even though the huge arm-sized ones where quite a turn on I knew they just wouldn't fit. After much mouth-watering I decided on a simple buttplug. It seemed of a reasonable size for my virgin hole. I took the buttplug in my shaking hand, my heart leaping out of my. Your breathing is hard as I continue pinching your nipples, they are so hard and you feel yourself getting wetter by the minute. You then step away from me and with your eyes gazing into mine, slowly and seductively remove your sweater and unzip your skirt and let it fall to the ground. You are now standing before me, hot and sexy in just your black nylons, spike high heels, black panties and bra and garterbelt. You then reach for my belt, you seem so very masterful at what you are doing. Your. "Linda, you know when I punched that guy back at the cafe?"Linda nodded, still unsure of my mood, "He was the first person I have ever struck in anger, but, right at this moment, if I had the guys you've told me about here in front of me I would cheerfully smash them to pieces."Yes, it was a little extreme, but it was a release for the frustration I felt. "I'm sorry I made you angry," Linda said softly,"but I'm glad as well. It means you believe me."Her hand was still there under mine, and I. ”Jess and Mark, the student just speaking walked swiftly away.“So what? You’re my white knight or something? Hoping I’ll give you a blowjob or something from saving me from a guy who looks like he couldn’t knock over a lamp?”“No, though my reasoning was entirely selfish. See, if you were concussed, that would make Professor Coleman’s class less interesting. The ratio of pompous morons to people who are actually creative in that class is dangerously low, and I fear if it got any lower, I would.