She stood there with back resting against the wall and with her hand behind her back resting on the table. She was wearing a maroon gown and she looke... gorgeous in it. I walked closer to her and put my hands around her waist and pulled her towards me.We both looked each other’s eyes and I our lips moved closer and kissed each other. I pulled her even closer with my left hand around her waist and right around her back. She had put her hand my neck was rubbing her groin against mine. We kept. "I guess I can't call you Little Bro anymore, huh?"She laughed nervously after her not-so-casual reference to Adam's new life."What do you want?" he replied curtly."What makes you think I want something?" she asked quickly."Because I'm not eight years old anymore," Adam shot back. "I know the routine by now. What do you want?"Marcia sighed."I think we might be able to work together," she said finally."What!?" Adam exclaimed.There was a time, when he was a child, that Adam thought his sister was. But a young, beautiful, fat woman is another story. She was more on the plump side. But it complimented her cute face. “Professor Ella.” She looked at me and gave me a nice simple smile. “I’ve been giving you lectures for almost three weeks and you forgot my name.” She said while taking a seat next to me. I couldn’t do anything but blush at my own embarrassment. She looked so familiar like I’ve met her before. Maybe it was because of the women I’ve met these last few days that I had mix her up. Her husky voice said, "Fuck me, Jamal. I want your huge cock to batter my pussy. Spread me and fill me. I want all your seed in me." Jamal used one hand to spread her pussy and with the other positioned his cock at her pussy. He slowly inserted the head and felt the lips wrap around it. He pushed into her inch by inch. Her pussy took him in. After about half of his cock buried into her, she felt a little pain as she stretched to hold him. An exquisite pain gave way to intense pleasure. She.