You hold your lips open and I piss on your pussy, hitting your clit, causing you to shudder with delight. “Piss on me now, Dan” you say with glee....You love the feeling of my steaming hot piss against your clit. Your clit rises to the occasion as you lean back, your legs wide apart. Alas, I cannot piss long enough to make you cum. But Damn you look so hot there in the sand, your legs wide apart , your pussy framed by wet sandWe call the dogs over so they don't get too far away, and I tell you I. He was the reason the committee approved my thesis, the reason why I was prepared to defend it. He was the reason I was graduating. Milton held out his hand for me to shake. ‘I look forward to working with you, Professor Berner.’ For the first time in my life, I felt like I deserved that title. Professor. I stood up, took his hand, and gave it a firm shake. ‘Same, Dr. Milton.’ Milton departed with a curt nod, leaving me to bask in his pride. As I started packing up the things in my cubicle (I. After giving me a facial with hisprecum, he took hold of his monster and began tofuriously zip away at it. After about one or twominutes of his furious efforts, he would slow down,much the same way he did with me, and shaft his cockonly slowly, his upper chest moving back and forth inspasms of pleasure, like a really hot lap dancer.Slowly, but surely, his cum began to spit out. Heclosed his eyes when he began to ejaculate and thenlooked up into the ceiling, his eyes fluttering, as ifwhat we. “Kiss my cock,” I growled and pulled her face to my crotch. “You aren’t wearing panties, kissing my cock should come naturally to a slut.” Rebecca moaned and shook her head in defiance again. Being called a slut aroused her in a way she never thought possible. I pulled her head back, gripped her throat and squeezed it hard enough to make her cheeks flush. Rebecca grabbed on to my wrist with both her hands. I growled slowly at her, “I won’t let go of your throat till you kiss my cock, slut.” .