By the time I had their whole length in, you had two fingers pounding into your own hole, with two more working on your swollen clit. I could tell you...needed to get to a large climax soon before you burst with energy. I sped up my fingers, fucking your ass and slapping the area around it with the rest of my hand at the same time. The little slaps sounded loud in the still night, and due to your wetness, they sounded slightly damp, like running barefoot on warm wet sand. As you started to climb. You can barely stand when he lowers you to the floor. “Let’s go over to the bed,” he states emphatically. On shaky legs, you lead him to the bed, his cum running down your thighs as you walk. He lays you gently down onto it, your pussy lips still quivering from your orgasm, and buries his face between your legs. Your jet-black pussy hair is wet with cum as he licks your outer lips, slowly tracing them with the tip of his tongue. Arching your back, you try to make him. I'd been cautious about what I'd said back in the hospital, so Prof and Vanessa knew I could read seven or eight screens at once, but not how. I minimized the existing windows so I wouldn't lose my place on all of them, opening up eight more browser windows into which I put random Algebra lectures. I showed them how the special keyboard worked, initially using my fingers so they could see what I was doing, and then with NP. Then I got them to stand to either side of me as I started reading all. He withdrew after a few moments, and Steffie watched with longing as hiscock disappeared into his shorts."Another satisfied customer," Tyrell said, turning for the door."Damn straight," Deion agreed. The door squeaked opened then closedbehind them.Steffie didn't move. She could feel cum churning in her stomach, oozingfrom her ass, and running down over her own clittie. She barelyregistered the squeaking of the door as Ty came in."You look like hell, Steffie," he said. She acknowledged his.