“Oh fuck yes! Fuck me you horse cocked little fucker!” She cried out, her pussy stretching to its limits, her stomach bulging from the massive int...uder as she wasted no time bouncing herself on his cock.Milo was a moaning mess, still trying to escape, but also attempting to clear his mind. He had learned to resist the urge to cum via meditation, it was the only way that ever worked, of course practicing it with masturbation was a lot easier than with actual sex, but he hoped if he could hold. He was sure that things couldn't get any worse, but, knowing he had togo into school like this, he had a feeling he might be wrong.***She saw him through the small window in the door before he came in, andknew from the blush alone that her suggestions had worked. The classturned as one to see who had come in, and went into hysterics at thesight of the girl who had messed herself in class (and, by now, thewhole school knew). Today, she was wearing a black cropped top, a shortpleated skirt,. .but there aren’t really any...even ‘escort’ is layered with sexual promise. I stuck with: “A call girl.” “Oh about two months...you know I left home with Brian...but he was a cheating bastard ...and this pays better than stripping...though obviously I’m expected to provide more too.”She put her glass down; so refined; leaving a mouthful in the flute; unfinished. She had control while I wanted it.“Well I’ll still pay “I said, meaning I was expecting Peyton to leave very soon.“Oh don’t go shy on. So weich und und und warm.Und es bewegt sich immer ganzleis, auf und ab. Jetzt hebt es sichwieder – und nun senkt es sich, es ist derselbe Rhythmus, in dem die Kerzeflackert. Ach, es ist schön“ Die rechte Hand scheint das alles mitangehört zu haben. Denn sie geht nun ihrerseits auch auf Entdeckungsreise aus.Und sie hat gefunden, was sie sucht.Nun wird (es) alles etwas unruhig in mir. Die anderen Teile meines Ichs scheineneifersüchtig auf die Hände, die sich einfachso frei bewegen können. Zuerst.