Sarah turned sharply, looked into his brown eyes. They were almost feral now in the darkness, his nostrils flaring as he tried to contain his control....The man was becoming a beast and she could not stop the crooked grin that drew across her lips. “I’m going to paint your cunt with my come.” He grunted as his thrusts became jerky. The hand in her hair tightening, making her scalp twinge as jolts of sensation travelled from the tight curl. Her own release was humming in her stomach, a burning. But the issue was how he could go about making that happen? He couldn’t just walk up to Steffany or Leann and say, “Hey, you know what? I’ve got this other girlfriend who’d like to lick your pussy raw while I fuck her socks off. Whaddaya say?”Actually, Steffany might go for that kind of direct, lewd approach, but he didn’t think Leann would. Of course, she had openly flirted with him, so maybe he was wrong about that. No, he’d need to come up with something a bit subtler, some excuse to get. Mrs Burke had cum a second time by the time Mr Burke released his grip. “Now young lady, I want you to go over and apologise to your teacher for smoking” he ordered. “Yes Mr Burke” I replied, staying in the role. I crawled over to where Mrs Burke was sitting. She slid forward and I buried my face in her already wet crutch. I licked her clit while fingering her pussy, first one finger, then two and finally three. She was moaning and then squealed as she came once more. I licked up the juices. I just wish he had seen it and respected you for it. I would have enjoyed every minute he had with you, and would never let you go so easily..."Me: "Somehow it always comes to the good old fact that good guys come last. And I am always last."Hassan: "Just because you picked the wrong guy this time, doesn't mean it will always be like this."Me: "Well, what will it be like then?"Hassan moved his face closer to mine. His beautiful thick beard and his wonderful mysterious eyes were closer than.