beg me for it bitch. She raised her hips up from the couch and I pulled the last vestige of her modesty down her thighs and slid them down to her ankles then when she lifted them off the floor, off over her feet. I felt my impatience building and longed for her to explore me. I went back in the house again. At first she seemed unsure what was happening but as my cumm erupted from the tip of my cock, she gasped and watched intently as wad after wad shot into the air, landing on my stomach. Dried our hair. Until . . And so here I was in my first year of study, already realizing that I was in it for the long haul and I had better do the best I could, so that a Masters in social work would be an option. Her breathing was deep and she had some of the dried-on remnants of my cum, around her lips. Just before her thighs clamped around my head, I managed to pull my fingers out of her and cover the source with my mouth. When at last I finished spurting, she withdrew her hand again, now glistening with my cum. Vince laid me down and began pounding me hard as I wrapped my legs around him. Not to waste time, he undid his jeans and pulled out his cock, he was semi-hard and thick
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