The woman believed she could lick any pussy who came into her locker room now. That included my girlfriend’s pussy. And what about the girls who cam... in the next class?They wouldn’t know that they could have an orgy in here.“Shit!” I growled as I darted forward, my hard cock flopping before me.“Stop this right now!” Sam hissed, both her hands pressed on the coach’s forehead. “I did not come in here to engage in lesbian coitus with you, Coach!”“But I have to educate you!” Coach Johnson groaned,. He had made research his field and somehow had gravitated to the study of genetic engineering and the creation of new species.Actually, there was not much investment into that area in the United States and he was seriously thinking of moving to either mainland China or India where the regulations were less important than results. He had set up a laboratory in the Canadian side of Niagara Falls to avoid the pitfalls of mind-boggling restrictions that permeated the entire country with an. Every time I get a notification from him, my heart beats faster. When I am with Shankar, and my WhatsApp shows his name, I take a deep breath and swallow my desire.John takes what he wants. He controls what he desires. And one of the things that John desired was me. A few years ago, Shankar was my friend and was in love with me. I didn’t reciprocate it at that time. During a house party, he introduced me to this man.John was dark, tall, and so strong that his mere hands made me wet and craving.. Stick it up there."Sammy did so, pushing his small, wriggling tongue up into his mother's anus, past her sphincter and into her anus. He removed his tongue after a moment, then slid it back into her. Anne shivered and let out a long groan. She reached to Sammy's crotch with one hand and encircled his erection, and proceeded to gently masturbate him as the boy slobbered on her arse. Sammy had been a bit grossed out when his mother had invited him to lick her bum at first, but now he thought it.