You know what I mean ladies. Then I’ve been with some guys who I didn’t have a real emotional connection with but did have an animalistic one. The... had to have decent sized cocks, preferably girthy enough to stretch and fill without hurting too much. Plus they had to know how to use them and a talented tongue was icing on the cake. These guys were just great fucks and sometimes all a girl wants is just a good hard banging accompanied by a few mind-blowing orgasms. But back to the masturbation. The family resemblance between the girl and Benito is noticeable. The girl has the same stocky build, the same slight colouration to her skin, the same black, curly hair – though her hair is not cut short but flows down her back in waves.I walk up to them and stop. Benito stops the endless stream of chatter from the girl with a wave of his hand.He turns his face toward me."Edward Richardson?" I'm here." Edward, I would like you to meet one of my children, Gianna. Gianna, this is Mr Edward. When the final bell rung she was filled with relief. There was still gymnastics practice, but hopefully she could pretend to not feel well and leave early. Given how little concentration she had, it was ridiculous to attempt any complex routine.Walking towards the girls' locker room, Jennifer suddenly paused next to a classroom. The fantasy came back to her instantly -- her, in a classroom, bent over the desk and moaning in pleasure. On a sudden impulse, she opened the door and stepped inside,. She started with long swings from the very beginning, steady but not too rapid. I grunted each time, more from the impact than actual pain. I didn’t keep count but she seemed to keep at for a while. Yet it certainly was bearable. At least my erection went down.Then she did something unexpected. She stuck the ruler under my shirt where she could easily retrieve it. Then she started rubbing my ass.“My, your backside certainly has heated up under there.”All I could think of saying was, “Yes, Miss.