.. I'm actually a junior. I transferred and the English class I had didn't meet the same requirements." "Makes sense." * Weeks went on and I prayed sh...e'd be waiting by my car one day. Begging for extra credit. But she didn't. This girl was mature and the only thing I knew (besides wanting to fuck her brains out) was that she was devoted. Why is that a turn on? No idea. I went out drinking with a couple buddies one Sunday, which was a bad idea and we went to a bar I know is usually crawling with. "I don't know what to do," she moaned. "I have never done this before. I don't want to do anything wrong." Relax," came a muffled reply, the mouth pulled away for a moment. "Just do whatever you want. Trust me, I will enjoy it."She lifted her head, and gently licked along the wet lips, feeling the girl's pussy quiver under her tongue. Gently probing, she slipped it between her lips, tasting the wet inner flesh. She was rewarded by a low moan, she heard and felt at the same time, waves of. "Bloody hell, can you just picture what would happen if people learnt this?" He added."Soldier, you have signed the Official Secrets Act?" I asked him.He looked affronted, "Of course I have Sir, it was the first thing they make you do when you join." He said.I nodded, "I have as well. Now what would happen if it was known that people have been found, dead inside a containment chamber? How many would demand to know if their missing son, daughter or husband was one of them? Would you be able to. Encircling her with my arms... my cock pressing against her ass..... my hands squeezing her tits... forcing the nipples out of the cutout holes... She asks what I'm doing, and I explain "This is just to make sure we have the right fit, my lady"....That helps reassure her and she starts checking out the fit of the bra in the mirror.....I am standing behind her as she admires the sight of her tits jutting out, nipples poking through the cutout bra.... and my hands run lightly over her ass.....