He, in turn, reached down with his hand and began running his fingers up and down her now-wet pussy, parting the lips slightly and constantly brushing...her clit as he stroked. She rolled her head back and closed her eyes, arching her back again in the throes of sexual pleasure. Imagining him thrusting into her, shoving his big, fat cock into her pussy and pummeling her exposed womanhood intensified her desire and drove her toward a climax. She felt him pulling away, and she found herself softly. As she was tending to my breasts with her attentive mouth, her hand roamed downward and covered my cunt. She strummed her fingers over the top of my pussy and without much delay; her middle fingers separated my pussy lips. She slowly coated her fingers in my musky nectar and spread it in a slow circular pattern over my sweet spot. I moaned at her invasion as her fingers pushed into my wet hole and my inner walls gripped them, holding them prisoner. Plunging her slick fingers in and out of my. I loved the taste of his spunk, thick and creamy and ever so slightly salty. I didn’t know whether he had wanked before seeing me or how long it had been but it was sure the quickest I had ever sucked anyone off in my life.When I thought he had no more spunk to offer, I raised my head and rubbed the head of his cock with the palm of my hand.“Never say sorry,” I told him, shaking my head in the process. “I love it when a man comes in my mouth,” I added. I knew what those words would do to him.. I undid his belt buckle and his button to his pants. It was hard because of his fat roll in the way but I managed. My knees were in the dirt and I was dressed in my teacher’s skirt with blouse and jacket. I had to undo my buttons on the jacket so that it would not bind. I had only sucked a few cocks before my husband. It had been a long time sense I had sucked anyone else’s cock. I looked at this fat man’s underwear and I almost threw up. It was a dingy white that might not have been washed in.