Then her own legs were being encouraged to part by her teacher’s hand. She had no will to dispute the insistent pushing on her thighs. Her feet move... apart and a mature hand moved up her naked thigh, between her legs, along her sopping pussy lips, and an experienced probing finger was slipping into her virgin’s hole. Then an equally knowing thumb was rubbing at her clit. Lightening flashed, her body seemed to explode and she was wailing as her hips bucked against the teacher’s violation of her. Similar to mybody, my facial hair wasn't thick. Despite its dark color, I didn'thave a five-o'clock shadow, my beard would need to grow for severaldays to be visible from a distance. And nowhere to be found was myAdams' apple, just a soft, long neck, currently wrapped by my longbrown hair that fell to my shoulders. I had always worn my hair longer,but Amy for some reason liked it even longer. She actually spent timebrushing it for me and helping me with the right shampoos andconditioners so it. There are others here too, like the radiologist and ER administrator who’d jump at the chance to be with you. They’re a little older than Ben and me, and I don’t know how well-hung they are, but they sure would be interested.”Then I replied, in a teasingly sarcastic way, “Well, thanks, Luke, for being so willing to get me fucked. At this point, though, I need to think about what I’ve done and decide if I should continue. But if I do want more hard, young cock, then maybe I can fuck you and Ben. I just reclined and watched. She managed, though. There comes a time when you can’t resist any longer. “Ahhh! AHHH!!!” And her cunt was certainly good and wet. I licked it quickly, her naked, bald, shaved slit was easy to get to, no hairs to get in the teeth. She tasted good too. Not like her young sister, or Alexa; more robust. I would have to arrange a full taste test, I decided, like we did with the wine when the season was ripe. We grew some grapes, not a lot, against the sunny walled.