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She was relieved of her dress and she stood totally naked in front of the students. Hands covered her body as the excited boys groped any available flesh of the lovely professor.

She then handed me some lotion as she stepped into the bath. I could see her hairy pubic nest but I hardly glanced at them raptured as I was by the raven hair in the thickest blackest armpit hair I could imagine. All the years of masturbation thinking about hairy underarms kept coming back into my mind. I had dreamt of what I would do when I saw the hairy armpits of a woman but I was not prepared for this though I had spent years rehearsing it. I knew I had to put my swollen prick into my hirsute goddess even if I were to be sacked from my job. I had to feel the armpit jungle on my exposed foreskin and I wanted to wet her armpit hair with cum before the night was out.

Putting her napkin aside, she rose from her seat, the table forcing her to lean forward and display her warm, sexy tits to the assembled group. Nobody was rushing to let her out and she knew she would have to squeeze over the lap of the fattest banker on her left. The table was silent as her breasts surged up out of her dress as she began to edge over. She was in no rush. She wiggled her full, round bottom past the face of the banker, pausing as she felt him trap her between his legs, big soft fingers brushing up and down her outer thighs.

Steering her away from the main restaurant and into the dark corridors of the club he stood behind her and ripped down the red silk sheath of her dress exposing those luscious full tits. Heavy and soft, with rock hard nipples, he smiled with pleasure and began kneading and pinching her tits, driving her into a frenzy of pleasure and pain. He bit down onto her neck hard, savouring the firm pliable flesh and inhaling the wanton scent of her musky juice and expensive perfume.