For the next several minutes this was how things went until the second man took his cock out of my mouth, "I wanna fuck her ass" he announced and the ...first man stopped me, ordered me off him and had me climb back onto his cock, this time facing him. I slid down on his cock again feeling it go deep in me and sending waves of lust through me, when he reached up and taking hold of my tits, pulled me down to him' "Kiss me you fuckin' slut" he ordered and I bent down and as we kissed, the second. I felt stiffnessin my groin. Glancing down I saw I had a huge boner. When I looked upagain the heavyset lunch lady at the cash register was studying myerection."You're holding up the line," she said in a dry tone."Move it asshole," someone said, nudging me roughly with their shoulder.I carried my tray to the cashier, gave her my lunch number along with$2.25."Pervert," she said, taking my money. I hurried away toward an emptytable, my face a bright red."Dude, I thought your eyes would explode. She saw my face and said, “Don’t give that look, Raj, I know I am looking hot.”I said, “Yes, Poulomi ji, is it your anniversary or birthday today?” She smiled and said no. She gave me a glass of wine and took one for her. What happened next was shocking. She came and sat on my thighs. I was shocked and stunned as her busty ass was almost rubbing my cock inside my shorts.She could feel the sweat on my face. She said, “What happened, Raj? Why are you sweating?” I said, “Poulomi, nothing just like. The biggest problem was she seemed depressed, and just looked sad most of the time. Her upside was she was incredibly smart, and an excellent conversationalist. I wasn’t sure, but I suspect she has a photographic memory. She was often described as being a Professional Student. She started college at sixteen, and was a few credits from a business degree, a few credits from an engineering degree, and was now working on a literature degree. We had talked for about an hour before I built the nerve.