" Just then Donna returned, and sat down. Her robe was loose at the top, and when she moved, her cleavage and some of her chest was visible. I sipped ...y ber as they continued to down theirs, and eventually, the conversation turned to sexual topics. Merrill thrilled us with his philosophy on women and sex, Donna related some interesting information on what her tastes were, and I simply listened. I was becoming very uncomfortable, and decided to leave, when Donna said, "Merrill you horn-dog...are. I announced, “I’m going to cum”!Gracie collapsed on to my cock and held it there. Without moving she repeatedly squeezed her pussy muscles again and again.I felt as though my heart and lungs were coming out through my dick. I screamed and bucked my body violently, but your wife stayed attached to me. I am sure it looked like someone bull riding.She yelled “Oh my” as I filled her tight little cunt with a half dozen or more streams of semen. I have never felt anything like that and still haven’t. It was morning and light streamed in through the dusty windows of the clinic."Emily, honey, how do you feel?" It was Aunt Lily. Her voice sounded far away.Emily turned her head. She was still laying on the exam table, covered in an itchy wool blanket. Her back and legs were stiff from sleeping on the hard surface.She heard Aunt Lily speaking again. "Emily, how do you feel?" she said. Emily's eyes focused and she looked down at her blanket-covered body."Fine..." Emily said. The pain of birth was. His students knew he was "off" again and smiled knowing that they could do almost anything they wanted when he was in another world like that. Nobody complained because it was refreshing to be free from the shackles of constant supervision and interference with their other responsibilities. In other words, they would be able to do the sort of things that had absolutely nothing to do with French Literature.Young Harry Higgins was reading a novel of dubious merit inside his textbook that had some.