Until I finished, and my hand came away, fingernails crusted in blood. His eyes widened as he leaned back, pulling his drink close to him, away from m...."Shit dude, what the fuck happened to you?!" Shock, curiosity, not a tinge of concern in his voice. "You bust a sleeve on some beast?" Something like that," I grumbled through a deep blush, avoiding his gaze."Fuck, why haven't you gotten that shit taken care of? No coverage?" Heh." I nodded. "Not that I'd want the shit deal the school offers.. He could see the moist, red flesh of the lips of her vagina clasping tightly around the huge rubber cudgel he had buried deep up inside her. It was at least two inches in diameter and stretched the hair-lined slit wide until the tiny, rosy bud of her clitoris could be seen clearly, glistening and standing out just above where the instrument was skewered into her cunt.It was a sight he relished, seeing this woman take such a monstrous cock inside her. He had brought her along slowly, stretching. The sharp twist of her hips caused her above knee loose melon orange dress to swirl around her waist. That movement showed her orange panty-clad bottom cheeks to the choreographer and her mother in the process.Didn’t she realize that whip like twist of her hips had caused an unladylike display of her pert twenty one year-old bottom and even the delineated butt cheeks as her brief panties were a size to small for her growing bottom and the baby fat oozing out from below the panty elastic seam.. I then put on a thin, loose and low cut see through white blouse that barely reached the pants waist. No panties! The doorbell rang at exactly five minutes after nine. He stood outside the door looking at me lecherously, his dark brown face glowing with a broad smile, his black eyes twinkling. He certainly didn’t make any bones about telegraphing his thoughts and feelings. “Sorry I’m late and glad to see you Stella” “Glad to see you too, Mike, hope you find something, come in” “There is.