I praised her as my "good girl," and I firmly told her that when she is with me she belongs to me. I made her repeat it to make sure she understood.I ...hen asked her if she wanted to be fucked. “Yes” wasn’t a good enough answer, so she begged to be fucked.I stood at the edge of the bed, put her legs on my shoulders, lined up, and entered her.It felt as if she sucked in my whole body. Soft, wet, hot, hungry. I fucked her for several strokes, then grabbed the Hitachi, turned it on, and wedged it. I was amazed that my mouth was able to fit around his thick shaft with no trouble. I took in the first three inches of his dick and then used my thumb and fore finger to jerk him off as I twirled my tongue around the base of his fat head. When I took my other hand and grabbed his nut sack, Austin moaned, “Ooooh fuck yea.” I started gently rubbing each ball between my fingers. This fondling of his balls made him grab my hair and push my mouth deeper down on to his thick shaft. I gagged a little. Inez's academic life was becoming less about class work – although she still had plenty of that – and more about research, in preparation for her dissertation. Like the majority of her peers, she had decided to allow her advisor, Dr. Minkus, to choose a dissertation topic for her. She still worked frequently with Jason and Valerie, although individual pursuits were beginning to take precedence over group ones.It was Saturday, which was Date Night for the two of us. In keeping with the. I automatically recognized it as bullshit, but still found it humorous. She had a sense of humor, she was good looking, and she was rich. What more could a man ask for? If only I was ten years younger. "It's not nice to tease an old man."We both enjoyed a mild snicker at the situation. "Come on, Mister Simmons. Lets go get a few fresh lobster's for supper." We finished our longnecks and started out the door.The restaurant and the meal were outstanding. I didn't really enjoy the wine my hostess.