I was gone! I had blown my fuse and I could feel my come flood my aching pussy and drip from me. I knocked the rabbit away from under my heaving body ...nd literally fell off of Dougs spurting cock. I felt the last of his come hit my ass cheeks and some land on the silk on my back. The spasms I felt in my pussy eased off and I could feel the cool air of the room inside my ass! It was still open and Dougs slippery load oozed out of me to join my come seeping out of my pussy. Doug collapsed partly. I moved my hand away but it was too late. "What were you doing?" he said quietly. "You didn't let me cum earlier!" I pouted. "Or the day before! I need this!" He looked at me, pityingly and loosened his grip on my cheeks. He moved a hand down my skirt as he whispered in my ear. "You get to cum when I say so. Not before." His fingers stroked my clit softly. "You get to play with yourself when I say so. Not before." He moved his hand lower towards my slit and began to finger fuck me on the dirty. Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading here. If you are a bit squeamish about graphic depictions of sex and bondage, please stop reading here. The author takes no responsibility for those who wish to reenact anything written below.Permission is granted for private use. The author requests any agencies wishing to publish this work, to contact him at [email protected]. Or visit his weblog at. She handed out the assignments, answered a few questions, and let the class get to work. She settled at her desk. Twain could wait. Instead she spent the rest of the class remembering a 12″ cock, and the way it felt. She definitely had to get more of it.Rose saw her in the hall after class. "Ms. Gringold?" Yes?" I was wondering. You liked Jerry, and he liked you. We, uh, some of us get together after school, and, well, I was wondering..." After school? Like a club?" A club?" Rose laughed..