I had imagined a similar quintessential college romance,but it turned out be very different.I had taken a minor in psychology at college,first day of ...class I met our teacher, she was in her early 40's,wore glasses,had a lean figure and appeared to be very sweet person.A few weeks passed by,I had a confusion between two theories that I needed to get cleared out,so I approached her,she politely asked me to meet her at her office after class.Taking my fat books,I went to her office,the door was. She seemed unimpressed by that, which was good, as I don’t empathise with people who are impressed by status or position. As we talked further, about the various things I had done, and how she had come to be where she was, I felt that there was an attraction between us, that was in addition to the simple lust that I felt. Hoping that I was right, just as I was taking my leave, I said that I should be through my meetings by about 7pm, and if she was free, would she like to continue our. John threw his head back in anguish and humiliation as she soaped his genitals. She deftly manipulated the foreskin up and down the shaft until she felt it become stiff between her fingers. Taking more soap and scoop of water in her hand she continued to soap around his genitals. He tried to evade her touches but the prison warder held his arms tightly.John closed his eyes as he felt his penis erecting. He could not bear the further humiliation of seeing the young prison officers looking at. It was thick and long and it fascinated me. He asked me to let him try to excite me enough to let him put the head into my almost virgin bum. There was something about this guy, he was just turning me on. He promised to stop at any time and that he would be very slow and very gentle and I believed him. He positioned me kneeling on his bed but down on my haunches while he stood beside the bed. First he softly licked all around my arse, tickling and gently probing with his tongue. That felt.