Colleen squeezed her eyes shut and continued to slide it inside.I could feel her tightness spreading around my cock. She was pushing it all the way in... Her lips were around the base of my cock. Next she started to pump up and down. Sliding me in and out of her entirely. She slid it out and took a big breath."See! I can still suck it all the way." She bragged. She was a natural born slut. Good with all things sexual. Except anal sex, but that would be another day."Do you want to ride me? I'm all. I can feel the pulse of your heart with my lips. It seems a little rapid at the moment. I continue my journey downwards, taking the time to flick a tongue into your belly button, causing you to flinch just a bit. I kiss down lower to your pubic area, shaved clean. I can smell your passion as I kiss all around your womanhood. Your lips are swollen and your clit is hard, in anticipation of stimulation. You lift your hips, offering yourself to me, hoping for me to kiss you where you need it at. Im sick of it. Ive been to see her, done extra credit, gotten tutored&hellip, Theres no way Im ever going to pass this stupid class. Give me ten minutes upstairs, then come up. Why cant I just come with you? Lauren started to get up. Tara pushed her back down gently. Ten minutes. She flipped her dark auburn hair over her shoulder, smiled at Lauren, and walked out of the room. Tara ran up the stairs to her room and took out her neon Post-Its. She began writing all the body parts and verbs in. Just to earn some money while I decided on a career.”She looked the part. Gray hair in a tight bun. Brown blouse buttoned to the neck. Ankle-length skirt. But she had a mischievous smile and some sparkle to her.We discussed teaching, but both of us were soon bored. Ms. Primrose had glanced at my reporter’s card; she either bought it or didn’t care. I had a sense I was the most interesting thing to occur in her life in weeks. Maybe months. Maybe longer. No wedding ring.“I remember Douglas.