Fuck me harder,” she yelled.“You like it deep, bitch. Damn that ass is good.”“Fuck it. Fuck this big ass,” cried out Kyra.“Goddamn! That m...thafucka is juicy as hell too.”“You gonna breed this pussy?”“Flip the fuck over,” Shawn commanded.Kyra got her back. Shawn gripped each of her ankles with his hands pushing her legs away from him. He slid his bone hard member into her again. He stroked with furor and then pulled out. “I wanna titty fuck yo ass,” he announced. Shawn straddled her chest as. He kneaded my tits as he fucked me. My student pounded my cunt with such passion. With such awe. His eyes burned as he squeezed my breasts, pistoning his dick over and over in my cunt.“Mrs. Umayyah!” he groaned. “Mrs. Umayyah, your pussy! It’s amazing!”“Uh-huh,” I groaned, my snatch clenching down on his dick. “Keep fucking me. Keep ramming that dick into me.”The desk rocked beneath me. I whimpered and groaned, shuddering on the desk as the pleasure burned so hot through me. My eyes rolled back. I was harder than ever but softer than ever in the rest of me. We never mentioned a future, we both knew that this was it and that was fine with us. We had a week, we would let our souls mesh and fertilize one another, and then we would part. We didn’t make love every night, but almost. Bea was totally different from every previous sexual partner I had had and she taught me a lot. The course as a whole taught me a lot, too – not the least in the things that I didn’t like. 6 – SOME HOME-GROWN. It's really OK." I said reassuringly. Molly went to sleep soon after. I, on the other hand didn't. I kept seeing visions of Zack humping her and her eager acceptance of him. I guess that's what really bothered me. There was something missing in the tale she had shared. It didn't seem to take much coaxing on Zack's part to get in her pants. There didn't seem to be as much hesitance on Molly's part as I expected. The next day Molly wanted us to go back to the bridge and get her missing top. She.