panties and stepping still small step, lay belly on the table.
- In your case, the special treatment is not necessary, but I would like everything natural - Semyon was hanging over Alina from behind.
It was obvious that the fingers of his right hand penetrated between the legs of the girl.

- woo! - Alina jerked forward.
- The faster you start flowing, the easier it will be - quietly, but so that everyone would hear, said Simon.
He fucked Alina with his fingers, and she just moved a little forward and returned to the starting one.
- Now it is better - he took out three fingers from it and licked it with pleasure. - Now it is possible and in the present.
A member entered Alina with a light "oh!" From her side. Semyon pressed her to the table and happily fucked.
- Tight what - he admired. - I will not last long.
He did not last long. Zaohav, several times drove Alina to the ground, calling the protesters "ai" and "oh" and finished.
“Fine,” he pushed the girl to the floor. - Your four.
Zachetka fell to the floor in front of the girl.
“I think it’s not worth reminding that I wouldn’t want to become a guardian of sudden children,” the Professor abruptly said. - Vova, escort to the bathroom.
- I will find it myself - Alina mumbled, pulling on pants and jeans.

- Well! - Professor clapped his hands.
The rest of the girls started at the sound. It looks like all of them, hoping until the last moment that all this is a joke, resigned themselves to being honored today. After two girlfriends fucked before their eyes, reality was coming closer and faster.
- Perhaps, I would suggest a smoke break to everyone - The professor looked at those present. - However ...
He checked the seating, then looked at the magazine.
- Zinchenko, what does not suit you in your quartet?
A short black-haired girl stood up. She was wearing glasses, short-haired and in general her whole appearance looked more like a boy. Boyish outfit, leather baubles on the wrists, not very feminine physique.

- I need five!
- What for?
“For increased scholarships and maybe ...” the girl hesitated.
- Yes?
- Perhaps I will be served on the rector's office.
- Why do you need so much money?
- My sister is sick, my parents are not pulling, they cannot provide for me, they need money - looking at the floor the girl listed.
“Are you a quiet, inconspicuous pride of flow?”
- I do not know, Semyon Semyonitch.
- Well, do not cry the blues. You know your worth. What is your place in the general current rating?

- The sixth.
- Is that so? - It seems the Professor was genuinely surprised. - Well, we'll do it easier.
The girl looked at him. The professor got up, walked over to her with a still dumped farm.
- On the knees - he gently order.
The girl knelt down.
- Take in your mouth, suck, clean after your girlfriend and gently pack.
The girl began to suck. After some time decided that enough. She took it out of her mouth, examined it, licked it, then took out a pack of napkins from her jeans pocket, took out one, carefully wiped the Prof.

- Record - demanded Semyon.
The girl handed. The professor quickly entered the data in the record book and the magazine.
- Good luck in getting rector's - he threw record books at her.
The girl barely caught.
- So I suggest a smoke break! Who needs to go to the bathroom or toilet - Vova can take you. We also entrust tea and coffee to our distinguished Examiner. I can pour a more noble drink in person - Semyon stalked to an inconspicuous bar box.
He pulled out large whiskey glasses from the Crystal series and filled one to half of the Remy Martin.
- Who wants?
The two girls raised their hands and approached the Professor on their goat legs.
- Can we have coffee? - the remaining three juveniles attracted attention.
- Of course - he easily got up from the chair.

They went to the kitchen.
- Natural or sublimate?
- Better natural.
- Preferences?
- Espresso.
- Three espresso?
- Yes.
- Okay.
Vova cooked two, then two more. He put in front of the girls cups of hot, aromatic coffee, sugar, cream. He sat next to him.
- Do not disturb?
- No, that you! - the girls waved their hands frantically. - Can I ask you?

- Yes.
- Could you somehow help?
- How? In what?
- Well, with Semen Semenovich.
“I have no power over him.”
“But he said you are important.”
- Well, this is his humor. I'm here about your position.
- It is clear - the girls are sad. - So it will have in kind.

In the corridor I heard voznya. Vova looked out of the kitchen. One of the girls, on her knees, tried to put money in the hands of the Professor and begged him to put her credit. The professor just laughed and said that her time would come soon. The girl was desperately wringing her hands and asking again, again and again trying to fool Professor the money.

- Guys! - Professor looked into the kitchen. - It's time, it's time!
The girls got up excitedly. Vova watched this with some absolute inner calm.
- "And really, what is this?" Well fuck, so what? Themselves to blame "
Returned to the office.
- Adamchuk, your turn! - The professor pointed to the girl who tried to buy a test for a smoke break.
- Can I have brandy? - one of those whom Vova gave to drink coffee cast a vote.
- Why not. Prefer something specific?
- Armenian.
- Ararat?
- Yes

- Please - Professor filled cognac snifter.
- And me! - almost in unison exclaimed the remaining three girls.
- Please - Professor filled the glasses and handed over to the girls.
The girls immediately tasted the amber liquid. One and drank at all in one gulp, and asked for the second portion. The professor gallantly filled her again.
- Victoria, I ask you - Semyon pointed to the table.
Vika went to the table in silence, let down her leggings with shorts and lay down on the table.

Professor fucked Vika with great pleasure, criticizing her thinness, changing holes, making respite, drinking brandy. In the end, he even lit a cigar, then called the next girl, who turned out to be Alexandra, finished on her face, and then laid it next to Vika, took off the belt and lashed both on bare asses for cries of pain and protests. Then Sasha was turned around and Vova estimated that she would be very uncomfortable for the next week. Both girls got the credit and went home. Left three of them in clothes, people, behavior and general style Vova defined as “just for fucking” and was not mistaken. The girls received addresses and instructions on how they should behave with the right people and assurances that as soon as the person called back that each of them had fulfilled their obligations, the credit would immediately be set.
- And you can bring the records next week - the Professor dismissed.
Smiling stupidly, the girls thanked and left.

- They think they will break off a freebie there - shook his head Semyon Semyonitch. - They will be fucked there in all holes so that next time they will learn like pretty ones.
Vova league shrugged.
- Oh, and smelled - The professor leaned back in his chair and released a few smoky rings. - Go to the kitchen, make coffee.
Vova went to the kitchen. The professor came a couple of minutes later.
- What do you think about all this?
- I do not even know. Well, girls earn credit than they can. My father interns once also practiced the same practice.
- What does he lead?
- Nothing. They were simply sent girls to practice in the bureau.
- I see. You know, I was watching you. You were so impotent and still indifferent. Why?
- Humility - Vova shrugged.

- Explain!
- Well, I have often been, am and will be in their weak-willed state. I have come to terms with it for a long time and accept it as it is. Yes, I fuck, fuck, peck, raped in the mouth and ass. Well, this is my life. Your daughter tried all night.
Semyon chuckled amusedly.
- Yes, these girls probably wanted and thought it would be different - continued Vova. - But it turned out like this.And they will have to accept, accept it and live with it further. Although it’s probably hard for a normal person to live with the fact that he, or in this case, had it, was in every way appreciated.
- Without receiving my credit, you can fly.
- So it was a vital necessity. Were those who did not dare?

- Five more people have not come.
- So either did not dare, or the awareness will come to them a little later, when he already presses.
- You have interesting thoughts. Why not asked to join? A normal guy would be asked. And then not even a hint of a riser.
- Not used to this. And somehow, well ... - Vova thought. - You and your daughter ...
- What?
- In her and you feel the authority and the right to rule. She has it peculiar, yours, I saw just now.
- So it was scary to take from the master's table? - Professor smiled.
- Well, not that scary - Vova hesitated. - But I did not feel entitled.
- It is interesting. Worthy conclusions. I will write it in my work. Thank you for your participation and worthy conclusions.
- Yes, not at all.
- Okay. You want to stay, you want to get ready and go about your business.
- I have to go home.
- Okay, I will not delay. I transferred the money in the morning.

After 40 minutes, Vova left the front door. At the cafe across the street, two waiters loaded no girl at all in a taxi. It was Yana.
- “It happens” - thought Vova, put on his headphones and turned on “Feel Good Inc. “, By Gorillaz.
The familiar cackle resounded in the headphones and the music began to play. Not too hastily, Vova walked toward the subway.