So we proceed to do that.I’m so wet, he slides in and out with ease. I ride him at a faster pace, because I'm insatiable, I want more of him. I want...him faster, deeper. The thrill and danger of the chance of being caught makes me crave his cum as a matter of urgency. I clench my muscles around his cock semi consciously to bring him to climax and I resume rubbing my clit in a hope to match his forthcoming orgasm."That's it, ride my fucking hard cock," he urges me - probably slightly too. She placed her right hand on my belly, sliding it slowly downwards, pushing it through my pubic hair until it encountered the rigid shaft of my penis. Her hand quickly encircled it, squeezing hard as my thumb began to rub at her clitoris. Andrea looked at me as I continued to fuck her with my fingers. "Put it in me now. I want it in me again." No sooner had she asked me that I lifted myself up, easing in between her thighs as she opened her legs wide for me. Her hand never let go of my cock as. That was a relief. She sat back in the cab and watched as he went up I-25 and then onto I-70 to the airport. When she boarded the plane, she saw that Greg had upgraded her again and she had a comfortable reclining seat in the front cabin. She sat back and thought, a hundred thousand dollars. Almost two years pay. For what? The flight attendant brought her a Scotch and by the time they were ready for takeoff, she was asleep.So very soon later, she heard the captain's orders to sit up, put down. "She could do muchbetter in school if she were motivated, I know she could be getting A'sand B's instead of the C's she gets now. If I could just find some wayto motivate her to dress better and work harder," Mom lamented."I understand dear but I can't suggest any new ways to motivate hereither."Dad was just as upset as she was but Cindy remained cool and calm nomatter how hard they tried to change her. Sometimes it seemed as ifthey were pushing a big mound of Jell-O, but that couldn't be.