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The Professor Pt9

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The Professor and I kiss, I gracefully swing my leg over his lap and begin to ride him gently right there is the bar to let him know that I am dripping my juices on his pants. I can feel The Professor’s cock growing, his hands are in my hair holding the sides of my face. The Professor kisses me deeply then slides his hands down to my waist. This sends chills throughout my body. We are unashamedly kissing, touching and creating such arousal in this bar. The most intoxicating part of this lifestyle is knowing that what is perceived by others is not reality. The Professor whispers in my ear, telling me that he thinks it is time to go. I completely agree as I’m so wet that I’m dripping everywhere. On our way out of the bar we see a photo booth and decide to take some pictures. The Professor slides into the booth and I follow, sitting on his lap. We are laughing and giggling because we can’t seem to get a picture of us kissing. The last photo was a success! I’m nervous and excited to have these hard copies of photos of us. I did not have pockets so The Professor agrees to carry them in his suit pocket.

After all of this time The Professor and I realize that we still haven’t had dinner yet. Our options are limited because it is so late. The Professor is not good with directions so I lead us back towards the hotel. On the corner we hear music. Low and behold it is the Mexican restaurant that we ate lunch at earlier in the day. We decide to eat there tonight, just as we get to the corner, a car drives by. I’m wearing my white dress, looking like Marilyn Monroe. You guessed it, the wind from the passing car blows my dress upward. Remember The Professor still has my panties in his pocket. I quickly push my dress down and start giggling. The Professor was in awe that it happened and begins to giggle himself. We then head into the Mexican Restaurant.

The place is electric. Everyone seems to be having a great time. We sit down and The Professor heads to the bar to order food and drinks. As The Professor returns, drinks are in his hands. We are dancing in our seats. We see a mural painted on the wall of a lady. We joke that I should pose just like her in front of that mural. Our food comes, The Professor wasn’t lying when he said that he ordered food! I think he literally ordered everything on the menu. Our whole table was covered with tacos and 7 layer dip. We dive in and The Professor realizes that we were missing something. When the waiter comes back, The Professor informs him that we are missing the shots that The Professor ordered. The waiter apologizes and comps us out shots! We are busy chowing down, taking just enough time to shoot each other playful glances. The food and drinks were so yummy. This is the best feeling ever. As we leave the restaurant we decide to mimic the mural. The Professor takes the photo and sends it off to my hubby.

We hold hands and steal kisses as we walk back to the hotel room. The passion between The Professor and I is rising again! Once in our room we begin to undress again to take care of each others wants, needs and desires. The Professor and I are naked and loving every moment of freedom. Our room has a big beautiful window over looking Austin. We decide to take advantage of the window and tests our limits. The Professor bends me over in front of the window, placing my hands on the glass. He slides his hard shaft in from behind. He is fucking me, for all of 6th street to see! I wonder how many actually witnessed this. We do not last long in this position as we want to extend this feeling longer and we collapse on the bed. Grinding on each other our bodies in sync with one another. I’m gushing, having multiple orgasms. The Professor feels sooo good inside of me. I whisper to The Professor, telling him to “cum inside of me”. That sends The Professor over the edge. Moaning, The Professor is yelling my name, he fills me till I’m overflowing. Still inside of me we cuddle and fall asleep.

The next morning arrives way too quickly. Alarms are blaring, The Professor has a coffee meeting soon. The Professor jumps up and starts getting ready. I just lay there and watch. Just before The Professor leaves I put on one of his dress shirts and kiss him goodbye. I use this time to call my hubby and check in. I explain to hubs what my day looks like today. An afternoon meeting and hopefully a romantic evening. I assure hubby that we would complete the missions as quickly as possible. We say our “I love Yous’s” and continue on waiting for The Professor to return. The Professor finally returns with coffee and breakfast. He brings a lot of options for my coffee and I absolutely adore the fact he brought all kinds of cream and sugar. The Professor sits in the office chair next to me in the lounge chair.

We chat about his meeting and how much fun we are having with the missions and the trip as a whole. We eat breakfast and The Professor is in awe of me, sitting there in nothing but his dress shirt. The Professor begins to change and I know exactly where this is headed. I’m longing to feel his cock between my lips. I want to feel his girth in my mouth. I help him with his pants and take him into my mouth. His cock is hitting deep within my throat. I then realize that we are about to have sex right on this chair. The Professor scoots me back into the chair. He begins to lick me, mmmmmm his tongue is swirling my clit. I’m moaning enjoying every lash from his tongue. I put my hand in his hair, he looks up never taking his tongue off of my clit. I can see the smile in The Professor’s eyes and I smile back. After a few minutes I tell him that I need to feel him inside of me again. This turns The Professor on even more. He enters me, this position is amazing. Feels like we are almost in doggie because my feet are flat on the floor and he is so deep inside of me.

Bodily fluids are gushing out of me. I can feel The Professor to my core. The Professor loves the view of my breasts swaying with every thrust. Moaning and adoration flowing from our mouths, I cum so hard on him. The Professor cums so much inside of me. We rest for a little while in our chairs finishing our coffee. We then begin to get ready and embark on our day ahead. Stay tuned for part 10.......

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