She wasn't going to get away with that. He got out of the chair, wrapped his arms around her waist and carried her over to the bed. He pushed her on t... the bed, bending over it with her feet on the floor."What are you doing? We have to leave. Look at the time."Quickly he pulled her panties down to her ankles, while simultaneously, pulling his own pants and underpants down. She looked around and seeing his erection she said,"Mr. English, what are you doing?" You will soon find out what happens. He complimented me on my breasts and he said that there were so beautiful. He locked his door so no one would barge in. He started to go behind my chair and started to massage my shoulders then proceeded to be breasts. At first I was so scared, but I really enjoyed his strong hands caressing my tits. He said to me, “Contessa your grades are not up to snuff. The University is now being very selective about giving seats to incoming transfer students. You really have to do well here.” After. The second time I pulled out, it was a little faster, a little more urgent. Her juices on my cock felt so good. My cock hardened even more and I began thrusting into her faster, pounding my hips against her. She grabbed my ass and forced my body to practically body slam into her. ‘Your cock feels so nice in my pussy, lover.’ ‘Talk dirty to me!’ I pleaded not knowing why I even said that. I had never had the need to hear love making words before, but the encouragement made me even hotter with. Tyrone’s presence was turning me on, again. I wanted to feel his cock inside me; I wanted him to fuck me again, as he had fucked me before…A groan escaped my lips, as I had an orgasm by thinking of this. Tyrone looked at me. He smiled and then shoved his fingers inside my cunt.“You came again, bitch… you are so wet now…” He whispered in my ear.The club was full of black men. Not a single white face in sight.All the eyes fell on Maura and me. My breath was short again, and my heart beat so.