Professor Williams gazed at my breasts, his eyes soaking in my nude image. Blowjob sex While my dorm mate was constantly going out, getting drunk, and bringing home suitors, I would study, sleep, and attempt to not get turned on by the moaning happening next to me. It was the Spring Quarter of my Freshmen year of college at a very academically prestigious school. “I want you, for now on, to sit in the front row, skirt on, no panties. It’s still possible?”
“As long as you do everything I say-”
“Absolutely.”
Our eyes locked in the first real eye contact we had made up to that point. “Here’s how this will work, Miss Mason. I couldn’t imagine what he was going to tell me now. I saw up, watching him lick his lips. My breasts weren’t overly large to not be able to wear certain low cut shirts or dresses, but large enough to fill a hand’s worth.
