........uhhhhhhh" she said to him. She was enjoying having his cock inside of her. Louis had grabbed her hips ahd moved her up and down. Good thing he...remembered the stuff from the porns he saw in his room because that is all he had to go on. Ms. Whitney's pussy was in heaven and she was loving his cock as she moved up and down. She was having damn good orgasms from his fuck stick. Louis still could not believe what was happening. And after 30 minutes, he was ready to cum again. "Ms. Whitney,. I never wanted it to end.“What’s the matter, Missy?” His finger slipped into my asshole and I clenched, but that was no use either. I was too wet. He could do anything, have anything he wanted. “Don’t want me in here?”“Please,” I begged, but he wasn’t hearing me. The copier didn’t give him the angle he wanted and he moved me, shoving me forward with his hips, his cock still buried in my pussy, until I was bent over the table in the corner. It was only thigh-high, stacked with a myriad of. It wasn't small and it wasn't too big so as to be painful. Just the right size for me. He caught me looking at it and smiled with genuine amustment and said "You like it?" "Hell yeah," I gushed. I sat up as he kneeled and took some of it in my mouth. Hmmm... I'm not a fa of oral sex but I just had to taste him! He groaned and ran his hands over his sparseley haired chest and on my shoulders and moaned with pleasure as I squeezed that beautiful ass of his. He soon pulled out of my mouth and. She's your friend, isn't she? Will she go all the way with him?" I told you I don't know." Do you like Clara Bow?" Mmmm." You look like her, you know. I like brunettes. Do you think she's a real brunette? Maybe she has fixed hair and she's dark on top and blonde down there. You think that's possible?"Marjorie laughed. "Does it really matter?" I told you I like brunettes."She knew he was teasing her, but the racy talk soon had its effect on her. Then she gasped as he pulled the hem of her dress.