From deep down his core he moaned, and she moaned as well. She instinctively began to rock her hips. Then unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans, and ...ulled them down with the briefs, and off his feet. With one hand she wrapped his aroused, warm, and smooth cock, and stroked. That hand, that tiny, soft, warm hand, just as he was imagining it’d be. “Slow down,” he whispered, “I won’t last long if you don’t stop.” “I want you,” she said between kisses. “I want you too, believe me,” he whispered,. "If this had been portrayed in a cartoon, steam would have been coming out of my ears."Tell me, did you notice the sensations when he was mauling you, did you notice what it felt like."I thought about it. "How could there be sensations? He was squeezing them." Look, everybody's different. It, well, you're obviously aware that there are lots of nerves in your nipples, right?" So?" Well the signals from your nerves go to your brain to be interpreted. How do they get there?" she asked.I didn't. -I cant help my thoughts are ruled by it. My obsession is rarely tamed, and I find myself even finding the most enticing arousal build between my legs as I just sit in class and listen to the teacher.- Professor Belford felt another wave of heat surge through him as he realized the student was speaking about him. It was crazy to write about something so intimate and then turn it in for him to read and grade. His body quivered at the thought of such outlandish acts. Who could this daring student. I stood up, without thinking, and walked towards Jessica as I apologized.Jessica stared me down, fire burned through her eyes, "Get out of my things. NO wait; keep them I never want to see them again. Look at you all dressed like a little sissy. Is that why you're with my mother, so she can dominate your sorry ass? I find it pathetic that a man can be so submissive."I was now standing in front of her begging for the slightest bit of sympathy and praying that I can convince her not tell Emily..