Natasha walked into the lobby bar and she was stunning…5’10”, 140 lbs, red hair, and blue eyes. She wore a miniskirt with black stockings and op...n-toed slides. With her 36C breasts there would have been no way to tell she had packed the most beautiful 9 inch cock into her panties. I kissed her on the cheek and we moved to a secluded couch in a corner of the bar. We had a few drinks, made some small chit-chat, and got comfortable with each other. We had a lot of eye contact and two of her. ” I said tenderly, but I didn’t leave, I didn‘t want to leave. Instead I looked right at him once again. He was still trying to hide his hardness from my sight. “Its ok" Boys do that sort of thing at your age.” I told him.I could tell that he wasn’t understanding my meaning, he was still too stunned and shocked at having me standing there staring at his nakedness, and his hard cock to understand. “We’ll talk when you’re done.” I said, offering up one last smile, then I left him there, and. His mind emptied of all thought. For a moment it felt like a hammer pounded in his skull as surge after surge of cum spewed from the tip of his long, thick shaft. He felt himself empty inside the naked blonde teenager, his cock pressed as deep inside her as humanly possible. Only when his last twitch had emptied every last semblance of his seed—impregnating Amy as one of Anatoli’s swimmers pierced one of her vulnerable eggs—did Anatoli pull out. He looked with satisfaction at the slender. I wanted him to take me and punish my naughty slutty pussy until I screamed in delight. But… I needed to get him alone first. As I was thinking how to get alone with Mr Carlo, he began reading out test results from the previous lesson. “Darren… Nineteen out of twenty, well done. Michelle… Fourteen out of twenty. Cara… Three out of twenty.” Everyone turned to stare at me and I flushed a deep shade of red. After reading out the rest of the results, Mr Carlo looked at me with his dark, piercing.