Once I began using it, however, I quickly discovered that it was anything but an ordinary camera. Once the professor decided that the miscreant had been sufficiently chastened, now that the student’s orgasm had tailed off to merely dripping out of his softening cock and pooling on his seat, the professor went back to calmly watching the small orgy at the front of the classroom, taking careful notes on both content and the quality of the sex as he scrutinized the presenters, ignoring his own hard dick as it pitched a noticeable tent in his trousers. I took a second to glance up and down her body. As expected, of course, as soon as I flipped out the viewfinder on the small, retro camcorder, the busty co-ed somehow sensed that she was on camera, looked up, and flashed me a bright smile, ready and eager to answer any question I decided to ask her.
