Until my whole body stops, and I start shaking. I land flat on the bed, gasping for air. But you wouldn't be done yet. I continue rubbing more slowly,...the way you lick me after fucking me hard, knowing that I can do more. Knowing that it's not over. And in a matter of seconds I'm back. I roll over and push my face in the pillow, fingering myself from behind, brushing my asshole every now and then and moaning even more. And then I see it, sitting on my beside table: it's that dildo we use when. " Her pause had been intentional and left a suggestive gap my mind rushed to fill. She was much sexier than I had supposed in my initial assessment. But that, as one of my supervisors used to say, would fall into the good thing category.She continued "No, it's actually somewhat interesting. It's about the combination of short conversation, body language and loaded innuendo used in dating, especially the meeting and initial courtship phases, are similar to Neurological Linguistic Programming or. She started asking me to push my dick in her cunt and fuck her hard. I was teasing her with my fingers still and she started to moan louder and louder. Her moans were making my dick harder again. She finally started to beg me to please fuck her hard with my dick.I now lifted her ass a little and positioned my dick at her cunt. I slowly started to push my dick inside her wet cunt. My dick could feel the heat of her cunt and it was able to slide in easily. I started to fuck her slowly in the. As usual, I was the last to enter my class, my shirt untucked, my tie wasn't really how it was meant to be fixed up and I my backpack held over one sholder. I saw Mrs. Beach standing over by her desk, she noticed my come in and walked over to me."Where have you been?" She demanded."Around, I guess. I'm here now, so." I replied smartly."Don't get fresh with me! Sit down and get your books out!" She yelled back at me.I did what I was told and tried to coolly stroll over to my desk when Mrs. Beach.