I was doing something naughty, something I had not really done before and this beautiful woman in front of me, was urging me on. Encouraging me.As she...exhaled, I heard Emma issue an instruction. It was a simple, single word.“Harder.”Her words filled me with encouragement, and I think for the first time in my life, I was beginning to realise the pleasure of this sexual activity.I raised my hand and brought it down on her left cheek and then her right. It was harder this time; I didn’t give her. You are still soaking wet and my cock slides easily back into your pussy. As I fuck you from behind you reach under and play with your clit. After you have had another orgasm I warn you I am about to cum. You get me to pull out and get on your knees. You masturbate my cock. I think you are going to get me to shoot all over you. As I get close to cumming you take my cock in your mouth and I cum. You then get up and kiss me. As we kiss you pass half of my cum back to me and we both. He was from the Italian region and spoke little in any language, but he was great at fucking, and both Natalie and Queena would forever find the smell of oil and sawdust an aphrodisiac, so often did Marco slam them into ecstatic oblivion in his cluttered work shed.They finally got to Ms. Wolfburg as well, who proved to be much more elusive prey than Natalie had surmised. It took to the end of the school year and they had to make a high-risk frontal assault, following Ms. Wolfburg home after. “But I was thinking – you know, we have all those photos of us – you, me, Samantha. You know I’d never share those with anyone, right?”“I know that,” Tara said trustingly. “Just so long as you give me copies to take with me.”“Of course. But…well, you know what I’m going to use them for, right?” I asked sheepishly, feeling a little embarrassed at admitting I would be masturbating to naked pictures of her long after she was gone.“The same thing I’m going to use them for!” Tara laughed. “I don’t.