Her breasts curved just so on her chest. The smudge of her small pubic triangle left her cock and pussy bare. Her cock was a little less than what wou...ld be considered average size in length and thickness in a man. In her relaxed state it hung from her belly just above her slit, down over the upper part of her pink split. It was uncircumcised and the foreskin was heavy and long beyond her knob. Her testicles had never descended, and nobody thought that mattered anymore. From what I’d experienced. "Probably very distractedly," I told her, and then pulled her chair in closer.I ran my hands up along the outside of her thighs, pushing her dress up higher. She pushed her chair as far as she could under the desk so that someone coming up to her desk wouldn't see her pussy on display.I pushed her legs apart, and lightly ran my tongue up her pussy. She gasped, just as I heard someone walk into the office."How can I help you tonight, professor?" I heard her ask. I could hear the strain in her. Looking just was not enough for me, so I was determined to have him come out to me, so I made best friends with him, and always gave signs, like an accedental akward touch or if we were talking about girls, I would tell him I had a hard on, and we would laugh. One time we were just hanging out and I noticed he had a hard on, and I could see the outine of it on his leg through his skinny jeans, and leaned over him, brushing it to grab something, and we both pretended like nothing happened.On. Every month during the school year and every two weeks on vacations her house greeted to all the friends she had made into the world BDSM circles. This party in particular pleased her so much because of the amount of new faces she could see from her position in the top of the marble stairway that led to the second floor of the house, yes, there were the regulars? like the sister that had her ?training facility? to get good sluts, or the ?polished noblewoman that swears like sailor?, yet there.