I was the last person to be his fuck toy.It was well known that he gave scant respect to women members of the staff for their professional capabilitie... and was quite vociferous in saying that the place for women is in the kitchen or in bed. He said women were designed to make babies and nurture them and not designed to do intellectual or physical work.As I thought more about Ted, a kind of rebellion, if not repulsion, replaced my craving for his hard cock. A desire outgrew in me to teach this. But strangely enough never had 'boyfriends' in the romantic sense during those college days when all my classmates were getting in and out of affairs. I was rather the go-between who kept smoothing ruffled feathers - both for the gals and the guys. For some reason the guys always saw me as one of their buddies. Must have been the glasses and the peaceful look. There were those that thought me a lesbian, since I didn't get physically involved with any of the guys... but then, today I can tell. As he was inserting his monster in her vagina I could easily seeing all her pussy lips were spreading. She was moaning.After inserting completely he started to gave her jerks by holding her boobs in his hands. Sometimes he used to rub his finger on her clitoris and used to put same finger in her mouth. I was looking all in front of me as his cock was completely tearing her pussy.Phaak phak phak…..was the sound with each jerks and moaning like aahaohh aahhh.from my mother.After that position he. At 7 the bell rang I opened the door and she was so pretty in a red dress so short and cut very low I could see most of her tits. I said Hi and she stepped in so I gave her a look of my home then we left she guided me to her car with a hand on my back open my door and when I sat down she reached in and did up my seatbelt looking me in the eye. We went to a fancy dinner and she sat next to me as we ate after while talking she put her hand on my thigh and it felt great. On the way back to the car.