The excitement of such a generally simple act as walking across the campus green from the student union's dining hall to the faculty building, ride the elevator up to the third floor, knowing that anyone might see them at any time without knowing or even suspecting what went on inside their minds and bodies was an extraordinary feeling and by the time they were finally behind the locked door of Abigail's office Robin couldn't take it anymore. They stood for a few moments with their back against the dark heavy wooden door and just breathed as they watched Abigail touch herself.<br/>"I can almost taste him just thinking about it," they said and ran a hand down their small breasts, down over their stomach and down to their crotch where they, just like Abigail, began to caress themselves through the fabric of their jeans.<br/>"The drops of precum leaking into my mouth as your tongue tease my clit, your lips sucking on my labia."<br/>They moaned and closed the distance between themselves and Abigail. They reached their free hand around to the back of her head and kissed her, hard, deep, as if wanting to devour her lips.<br/>"I want you to taste him on my lips, my tongue, after he has cum in my mouth," they whispered as they broke the kiss.<br/>"I want to taste myself on your lips and tongue, mixing his taste with mine."<br/><br/>They were at this point so excited that they actually trembled. Their legs felt weak and they gave in to that weakness, dropping down to their knees and took in the scent of Abigail's arousal before running their tongue over the soaked white cotton fabric.<br/>"Better yet," they whispered and let out a soft moan..<br/>"I want to taste him from your other lips after he has fucked you hard from behind."<br/>Another moan escaped their lips before they latched onto Abigail's clit through the white cotton panties. Their hand moved inside their jeans and inside their boxer briefs as well. Their sex was so sensitive and aroused that the clit was like a small erection.