With Terry's words in mind I drove out of the yard and turned left. If I were to ask Lily back, would she do that again? My gut feeling was no she wou...dn't.There was a supermarket just a few hundred yards away and on the spur of the moment I decided to pop in and get a few supplies. I particularly needed washing powder. My cleaner, Mrs. Solby had taken over the washing after I had an incident. I had run out of washing powder and clean shirts at the same time. So I put a load in and used washing. Also if you don’t have a studio I know a friend who can do the whole set up.” “Wow, em…tomorrow? I just need to charge everything and get some of my equipment over but I can do that in the morning. The studio sounds amazing.” “Great, here’s my phone number, ill text you the address tonight I can’t remember it off the top of my head.” The professor was happy all his students were engaging with their clients. He couldn’t wait to see what Herbert would bring into class, Sonya was after all an old. “What Sexy Music We Make!” Mary groaned as I pistoned into her honey pot. Yes we made the music of love each playing our part in the duet of sexual gratification, but as in most things it all had to end and when I climaxed it felt like the top of my head explodeddeep in Mary and not just the tip of my bulbous knob! Aftervwhat seemed gallons of semen filled her and oozed out of her juicy quim and on to the plastic covering if her rear car seat which was easy to wipe off later. We recovered our. "oh my fucking god," she murmured, "Its so deep, oh fuck..." he began to pump up and down but she cried out in pain, "SHIT, sorry Jessie, we can stop if you like..." she shook her head, "No!! No... it hurts.... But I like it... Please, keep going..." he searched her eyes and began to thrust into her. Up, Down, Up, Down. Thrusting into her slowly, on the 7th thrust He hit something hard, and without asking, he thrust hard and she cried out again, but this time in pleasure. He felt a trickle run.