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them had agreed. She had a vague recollection of both Heather and the Professor using the word naked when telling her about the sessions and figured she had just been too focused on all her other concerns to allow the word naked to register. Now she was committed.    
    She dutifully removed all of her clothes and and stood as instructed, albeit while blushing. The Professor was very happy at what he saw. Jenna had wonderful curves, a tight, flat stomach and a firm, rounded ass that would be perfect for paddling. Her medium length hair was too short for her to sweep in front of her breasts to cover them. She noticed both Heather and the Professor were staring at her boobs.
    The Professor deliberately took his time and made her stand in the center of the room during uncomfortable silence. Finally he said, "My, my, don't you have a wonderful body. I'll bet that body got you into a lot of trouble when you were a teenager, didn't it?" he asked.
    "Yes, Professor," she answered, as she had been told to address him during sessions.
    "You told me about your drinking and drug use but you never mentioned anything about sex. Did you let boyfriends play with those big tits just to get back at your parents?"
    Jenna blushed more and looked at the floor, "Yes, Professor."  
    The Professor was pleased at her embarrassment, "And did you let them touch your pussy for the same reason?" he asked.
    "Yes, Professor."
    "And did your desire to have revenge on your parents also drive you to suck cocks as a teenager, Jenna?" he asked.
    "Yes, Professor," she admitted.
    "Are you ashamed of all the cock-sucking and fucking you did behind your parent's backs, Jenna?"
    Jenna's eyes began to fill with tear. "Yes, Professor," she answered.
    "Say it," he prompted her.
    "I'm ashamed at all the cock-sucking and fucking I did as a teenager behind my parent's backs," she replied while choking back tears.
    The Professor stood up and said, "Well, let's see what you learned. Come over here now and put your mouth on my cock and show me how much you've learned from your years of bad behavior."  
    Jenna got on her knees in front of him and unfastened his pleated pants, lowered his black, silk boxer shorts and feasted her eyes on the best cock she had ever seen. She gripped it loosely with both hands and there was still room for her mouth to take in the head and part of the shaft. She slowly licked and sucked at the head of his cock and a small moan escaped her throat.
    Heather's mind was reeling. She had never been in a room with two people having sex before. As she sat on the sofa she had an unobstructed view of Jenna performing oral sex on the Professor. She could also she how much the Professor was enjoying her efforts, a view Heather never had when she was the one doing the sucking. She felt strangely jealous and realized she had feelings for the Professor that went beyond what she had been aware of. She wanted to be the one giving him pleasure. Her blowjobs had always been at the end of her discipline sessions and she cried and sputtered the whole time, mostly aware of the pain of her burning ass and nothing else. But Jenna was enjoying her duty. She was hungrily sucking and slurping and working his thick shaft with both of her small, slippery hands. She was moaning and quite deliberately wagging her ass in every direction as she knelt in front of him.  
    Seeing her ass begging for attention was perfection for the Professor. Jenna had no idea that the more she gyrated her little ass, the more it was going to get whipped raw. The thought of it pushed the Professor passed the brink and he pressed her head deep against his cock and yelled "Take it!" as he released his load into her mouth. Jenna swallowed what she could and licked and sucked the rest of his cum to ensure he was cleaned as he had instructed.  
    Heather was mesmerized by the vision of the Professor standing tall over Jenna and arching his muscular neck and back as he unloaded and moaned. She wanted