He painfully squeezes her tits as he spurts his seed inside her.She gives him a grin as she hops off and heads to the shower.Cynthia tapped her phone....She was bored in class. And getting horny, she realized.It was early Wednesday afternoon.-where r u? She typed.-lunch w friends. Robert responded.-get home need to fuck. She sent.-later? He asked.Cynthia looked around the class filled with inattentive students. She spread her legs and stuck her phone under the desk. Taking what she hoped would be. We barely moved although he'd pull a little out and then lside himself intome deeply every once and awhile.We did this for about 15 minutes when he leaned in close: "I'm gonna unload in you right here, boy."I was both shocked and excited. Unload in me right here!While I was thinking on this I felt his cock get hotter and then begin to slowly spasm. He pulled me tightly onto him and I could feel his cum spurting deeply inside of me.My own cock was dripping ridiculous amount of pre-cum. I could. We lay, sated in that position for several minutes, I know not how many. Her breathing, like mine, returned to a semblance of normality and eventually she rolled off me and moved to lie beside me. She took my hand tenderly and I emitted a slight scream when I noticed blood on her chin. ‘My Lady, you are hurt!’ I exclaimed. ‘Calm yourself, Madeleine. It is the blood of your maidenhood which you see. Old wives say it has rejuvenating powers but I confess I should need a larger draft to recover my. "It must be a synchronization of frequency thing, babe. Harmonies and all that." George talked while avoiding a having an unexpected sharp rock pierce the oil pan. He hoped the skid plates would take the shot."Oh George, you always have to put it in a theory." Theories are just shorthand for feelings, babe, it keeps me from talking so much. But that's just a theory." George smiled avoiding the punch to his arm Jean threw. She was laughing out loud.After ten days or so they headed west, driving.