After an hour we stopped and Mrs Evans said to me.“Jonathan, what type of literature do you think these are, erotic or pornographic?”“Miss, I do...’t understand.”She then went on to explain the difference between erotic literature, where there is more of a story that builds up the tension and characters, where as pornographic is more “wham bam thank you mam”.“Oh come here I’ll show you.” She said and opened up a couple of websites and showed me examples of both types. The descriptions in both. Dale clambered up on the massage table, kneeling face to face; he parted my pussy lips with one hand, sliding his cock into my gooey depths. I had never been DP’ed before – I felt amazing – two cocks plundering my young body and both guys holding onto my tits. The Professor stood very close, loosening the ties on her trousers to allow my hand better access. She counted three perfectly normal orgasms before Matt and Dale came inside me, so declared the trial a complete success and suggested Sam. He breathed deeply and tilted his head back, closing his eyes. The pressure she applied to his sack was perfect, and her hand started to stroke him roughly as his cock reacted. Then she switched her mouth and her hand as she slid her lips over his shaft and squeezed his balls. Giolla had just put his plate and glass on the table when Kaneez suddenly bared her teeth and dragged them up him as she pulled her mouth off. Fuck! he roared as his fist slammed down on the table with a crash that. "It's getting late. I really need to be heading back to the ranch; it willbe well after dark now by the time I get there. How do I make sure you areright here tomorrow? I still want you. I can't get enough of you. You haveto tell me." She finished peeing and looked over her shoulder. "You can't. You caughtme once, but you'll never manage again. And if you leave me alone on a tether,I'll chew through the rope. You can't believe how sharp and powerful my teethare." "Then I'll take you back with.