She squints her eyes and tilts her head, "Des--" she begins mouthing trying to understand what he said. "Destinee? Is that her name? That's her name i...n't it?!" Tears flow down the soft freckles of her cheeks, her voice breaking, she sucks in her lip, her brows weighed down she shakes her head in unbelief, her shoulders slump. "So you do... love her? You were thinking of her the whole time? And here I am stupid enough to think I could make you mine." "Isabella it- it's not like that!" "Then. "Jesus!" Maggie groaned. "I can feel every little ridge in that gorgeous cock of yours!"I slammed it to the deepest part of her.The thickness of my prick was having a very telling effect on her. The walls of her vagina were searingly hot. I knew she was coming. She had never really come from just fucking before; at least with me. It was only when I went down on her that she actually came. But, hell, after all this sex, it was possible whatever barrier had constrained her before may have been. We also had to use past, present and future tense variations in our work.I should admit that I paid very little attention to Miss Kirke's instructions and teaching that day. The extensive studying my friends and I had completed in the previous weeks meant that for us this was a review of words we were already familiar with. However, I did watch her eyes. She seemed to have a slight smirk on her face, but one that faded when she looked over at Jason.My friend had been proper in class, answering. I don't want this." My voice was breaking with a soft sob. I was still leaning over in order to keep my grasp on his wrist, but his hand had advanced high enough that my bent over position was less noticeable than before.He smiled softly and said, "Okay," but his hand remained high on my leg. After what seemed like an hour, but was only a few minutes, his hand went under the leg band of my thong and slightly touched me, barely sliding his finger between the lips of my labia. As I suspected, I.