”“Are you interested?”“I would be if I could afford it.”“It’s not all that expensive being at a public college. But you’re talking abo...t expenses, being in New York.”“Yeah.”“Do you have some samples?”“Uhm, yes.”“Let me show you where my office is,” Saul said.“You’re willing to read my work?”“Is it any good?” Saul asked.“Uhm ... I think it’s okay. A teacher at school has been encouraging.”“Who?” Mel asked.“Miss Draper,” I told her.“Our director?” Mel exclaimed. “Why didn’t you tell me?”“Uhm .... She really did want it all, and quickly. I probed her opening with my tongue, and Jennifer let out a soft wail. I allowed my tongue to trace the length of her slit once again, licking a circle around her clit. “Oh, fuck!” she moaned. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to come,” she informed me. I nodded and hummed an affirmative, repeating the motion, probing her hole and licking her slit to the clit, then circling it. Then I sucked it between my lips and lashed it with my tongue. “Oh, shit!. "No, no. Harder, harder, please," I exclaim. A belt replaces the hand, a paddle the belt, a brush the paddle, until my persecutor relents, probably from exhaustion. My bottom is now soothed gently, with some cooling balm. I have a few minutes to come back to earth, to relax, to look around me. Some faces seem astonished. Others are smiling. Some are chattering excitedly. Some hands reach out to feel the heat still residing in my skin. O the welts that I know, are accentuating the colour in my. I watched my husband's slimy cock sliding in and out of Betsy's stretched hole. Each time he pulled out to slam it home again, I noticed his cock was covered in a bubbly mixture of his cum and her pussy juice. It was dribbling down her crack as he fucked her. Hal was pumping my dripping wet pussy with slow deliberate strokes while I was concentrating on the action going on right in my face. I got the urge to reach up and cup Jim's big gently swaying balls while he was fucking Betsy. His body.