She took another deep breath as she stood at the door of her classroom, then pushed in.Mr. Philpot looked up at her, as did the rest of the class. The... had obviously been working on some assignment."Nice of you to decide to join us, Allie Jo," he leered at her. She cringed but only flashed him an impassive look as she moved down the aisle to her desk. She hated his little pet name for her. He had pet names for a handful of girls in the class, like they were some tight little clique. What a. He happily gave until he was unhappily pretending to give happily. Our sex life died like an old light bulb, sputtering.“I’m sorry, Garrick. I used you, when I should be celebrating how much you love me!” I wailed.“Don’t think that, Ingrid. I’m just off my game.” Yes, that was code for not getting it up.“I want to make it up to you.”“We’ve had our troubles before.” He reminded me, sweetly. He meant when I couldn’t show him my ass was stuffed with a three pound butt plug. He thought I had simply. I sucked on her tits while my cock rose and fell inside her fire box. I couldn't see past her tits so I had to imagine her red bush swallowing my cock and the petals of her pussy caressing my shaft with each stroke. We came together this time a long drawn out round of grunts and moans. After this she started pushed me off her and began getting dressed. I took the opportunity to check out her pussy framed in all that red hair as she put her shirt back on. She hopped out of the car as I was. It was so mesmerizing the way it pointing straight up to his chest, resting PAST his belly button when he'd release it. It must have been over 8.5" long, and had the girth of a soda can. I couldn't tell which was getting me more excited, the feeling of his hand stroking my cock or mine on his. Not to mention looking at it too. All the build up had finally done me in, and I could feel the tingling sensations of my orgasm emerging as he continued to stroke my cock."I'm gonna cum!" I exclaimed.