Janna, with hereyes closed, was rocking on his lap, stimulating his cock even more that italready was (if that was possible!). Her nightgown had now r...idden up and wasbunched up around her waist, allowing him to feel the warmth of her wet snatch. Janna had been touching his hands lightly as he stimulated her breasts,something which the professor would have to correct. "Janna, you must not interfere with what I'm doing. Move your hands away." Janna'shands went to her lap, but only for a moment.. Maybe the professor can shedsome light on the probability of that happening.I was also hyper aware of the bra I was wearing. It was too different. Ititched, the wire was digging into my chest. I was sweating. I kept tryingto adjust it without anyone noticing me.The class was over. Finally.I found the nearest restroom. I almost entered the men’s room but stoppedbefore I entered the doorway. That would’ve been embarrassing for allparties. I walked to the next door over and entered the women's. His thrusting slowed a bit as he began to speak.He began to tell me about the huge erections he got when he first met me on the recruiting field trip and how they would happen under table at dinner whenever I would talk to him or make eye contact with him. He could recall what I was wearing the and how hot I looked in this and that. He confessed to me that it made him feel like a pervert because he would have to go back to his room and masturbate each night before he could get to sleep. I. ", as she kissed."I'd rather... you got the rest of your clothes off and fucked me now, instead of keeping me waiting all night."The coarseness of her comment jolted Tony, and brought him back to reality, as her silky smooth arms reached out and she began to pull his shirt, from his pants... "Oh, you have lovely smooth skin. ", She said, as she helped him lift his shirt over his head without unbuttoning it. Then she ran her small delicate hands over his chest, teasing and tickling. She started.