Reaching under my skirt and spanking my ass. We could hear people walking back and forth in the hallway, but we were in the moment. I pulled away for ... second, and made my way back to the desk. I jumped on it and spread my legs wide. Mr. Guzman licked his lips and almost ran to the desk. He began to nibble on my neck, and playfully squeezing my breast. I wrapped my legs around his waist and instantly felt his package against my slit; I began to rock my hips back and forth; feeling his heat. “Well, it took my 25 years to find you and make my dream come true.” he said. “And while we have this weekend together, I don’t think it will be enough to hold me over another 25 years.” “Then let’s make the most of the time we do have.” I said as I knelt down beside the sofa. I reached out and took his cock in my hand and I kissed the tip. Inside I knew he was right. This weekend wouldn’t be enough. But the thought of cheating on Becky was also weighing on my mind. Paul slid to the edge of the. When entering my asshole this time it brought the side effect of getting me a little bit hard. She had noticed.“So you’re starting to like it? Good progress.” She said and jerked the enema a bit back and forth. She pulled it out and emptied myself. “Looks like that’s pretty clean. Now I’ll just clean your asshole on the outside” she said. The thought didn’t scare me. After being penetrated and maybe even liking it, having her rub my asshole should be a walk in the park. And maybe even a fun. She was 5’-10” tall, with straight brown hair and a model’s physique. She didn’t starve herself, but you could bounce a quarter off her taut stomach and perfectly shaped ass. Heather did some modeling too but was also a very focused student.She had just graduated top in her class with a degree in psychology and was going to continue to pursue a doctorate degree and become a licensed psychologist. Heather wanted to help people, but also wanted to understand people’s motivations. Heather was.