Make it a big one for me, baby, I want to wake up in a wet spot from having your cum drip out of me all night..." What can I say? Dirty talk is kind o... my thing.He must have thought that too because he stilled his hips and steadied mine as he gave a short gasp. I felt his cock give up and spurt rope after rope after rope of thick, creamy cum inside me. He panted helplessly and I smiled like the cat that ate the canary. With two small swats at my ass, I knew it was time for me to move and set. My next sex fantasy was my graduation lecturer whose name was lets say honey (name changed) .. The day first I saw her made my mouth waterfall for her..She is so slim and hot like anything .. Her husband must be lucky to have a sex bomb like her..She is fair slim and really no one would believe she is mother of two .. She is young and sexy .. Whenever she used to teach us I would look at her without my eyes even closed once .. She has that sexy looks which always says to me come fuck me like. "Firecracker clit," he said. I smiled wanly. "Are you a slut, Cassie?" No, sir, but I'll be one if that's what you want," I said. Wow, my voice sounded husky and sexy and submissive. His cock head nudged my slit and lodged there. He pushed slowly, feeding me only an inch or so. "More. Please. I need you in me, all the way in me. Please, oh please, Mr. Johnson," I begged.I'd never even asked a guy for anything sexual, and certainly I'd never begged a man, but it seemed so right with him. It was. With her rather conservative style of clothes on – and he guessed that there had been a reason that she was so, … well-covered in her dark slacks and her cloak, though it had really suited the weather that day, he supposed. He liked what he was looking at, but for all of what she’d said to him, they were strangers and this wasn’t a whorehouse. He almost winced as that thought hit him. Other than the strictest western connotation in that she was or she wasn’t, the whole concept didn’t apply to.