"Let's wrap it up there, we can finish this next time." Ron announced, still looking over his shoulder, refusing to turn around. "You can all take off... Don't forget the reading!" He called out as students immediately began packing up and filing out like a stampede. As dozens of young adults filed past him in droves, Ron swiftly made for his desk chair, doing his best to keep his massive bulge hidden, taking a seat and throwing his coat on his lap. He gave a weak smile to some of the departing. I stood in a puddle of my making. In the car I saw my daughters head between Christine's legs as she sat in the drivers seat. I hopped in the back quickly as young men could be heard approaching. Samantha shoved me in the back I landed on my face, ass in the air. I stayed in that position as I felt a tongue licking my asshole and pussy. The car travelled for sometime while I came again and again. The release of sexual frustration freeing my mind. That night Samantha and I were in my room and. I knew I needed to make this easy for him so I grabbed his free hand which was resting on my back and placed it on my chest. He knew exactly what I wanted as he got a good handful of both my breasts and ass. After several minutes he peeled back and told me to lie down on the bed. He took off his shirt as I walked over and when I layed down on the bed he was already over top of me. Without hesitation he unbuttoned my shirt and stripped it off. From there, while kissing me, he reached under my. She feels its life, its lust for her, its contempt. He whips it across her lips. She will not do it! She hates that thing! She won't do it for anyone, let alone this stranger. Her lips stay shut, teeth clenched.He persists for a while, seems to want her to yield, her resistance urging him to force her. But then a new approach. His buttocks, smooth and sweating and tight, clamp down on her chest, squashing her down on the bench; then slide from her bosom to drag her blouse down from her tits. On.