My eyes were focused on her as her eyes narrowed in surprise, before her soft but long palm forced its way into my pants, stroking my cock. I threw my...head back in satisfaction, humping against her hand. I made to remove my headset in order to see her clearly when her hand stopped pleasuring me.“Leave it in, that is the only reason you don't see me," she commanded me. Before I could think of what she meant, I began to imagine myself on my knees, sucking her cock while she fisted my blond hair. You guys will just have to imagine being bananas next time you masturbate.”“What?” He said. She left for class.Ron had been left to his thoughts all morning. He needed a new phone. What part of no evidence told Sue to sext him topless photos from every bathroom mirror she came across? His iPhone was broken, the SIM card destroyed, but that didn’t mean shit. Goddammit.He taught his third year industrial chemistry class. He dove right in. When you get down to a class of twenty, it’s much easier. Talk about a thoroughly stretched, totally fucked pussy! And all the time, while doing it, he overpowers me with his big, muscular body and thrills me with those huge, hot, wet lips. He is a great kisser, but I told you that before; right?" It's still fun to watch the little fireworks show," she concluded, "but it's the absolute, ultimate thrill to experience Epcot. If it's any consolation, I like sucking on you more than sucking his monster. Yours goes right down my throat and when you cum, I. It’s really all my fault, honey, and I’m real sorry.”Maggie stood there, her hands over her breasts. That wasn’t helping Bob any. It just made her look even more sexy.She sniffled. “Uncle Bob, I’m not sexy, I just look ... slutty.” she moaned. “I didn’t think about how I’d look when I put this shirt on. I don’t dress like this at home Uncle Bob, honest.”“Well it’s a good thing, honey” he said grinning. “You’d have the boys hanging all over the place with their tongues hanging out and their.