I had to do a project for biology with Emily. Emily was smokin’ hot, and she had a great body, and 38c breasts and blonde hair. You can imagine that...I was nervous to go over to her house and work on the project. I kind of had the hots for her, and didn’t want to fuck anything up between us. I pulled my car up by the curb of her house, got out, and headed up the driveway towards the front door. I rand the doorbell and her dad answered.“Hey. You must be Joe,” he said, “Nice to meet you.” He shook. Mr B. stirred as I began to create scenarios in my head where Fatima could possibly be standing in front of me, proudly flashing her naked nipples down the center aisle of the bus. Maybe a delegation of American naturists were on board heading towards Ankara for a conference on how to wear a burka at a nudist resort?No — a bit far-fetched. But Mr B. fell for this unlikely story and began to fill the available space in my shorts.Fatima was struggling to tell us about the Ottoman Empire and the. I love you. Daddy loves you. Please? Tomorrow at twelve!"Julie tried to say something, but Sarah cut her off."Must run now, darling. Sorry!"And she disconnected.Sarah Cunningham rose. She stepped into her four inch heeled burgundy pumps and walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror. She loved how the heels pushed her up. She tucked the white blouse deeper into her skirt, making her tits press into the thin material. Then she turned and looked over her shoulder down her ass and legs."Damn..." she. Every downward drop I would hear him try and hold it in but it would come out anyways. I Looked down and saw his abs tightly clenched. I was torturing this man, and I liked it. “Shit, aggghhh, mmm, fuck yes uhhhhh.” I started to moan louder and louder as I was pounding myself against him. I was lifting my weight off of him with my hands on his shoulders and dropped all one hundred and ten pounds onto his waiting cock. It was so hot and slippery. I then realized that my orgasm was coming fast,.