Miller wouldn't work all night."Relax," was all he said.His fingers danced over my clit and across my pussy lips. Maybe it was because the sex had lef... me worked up and unsatisfied, but it actually felt really, really good. Even as I continued to fret about getting caught, I hoped he wouldn't stop. "Mmmm," I purred, "I like that. I might have to pay you extra!"He laughed. When his cock was throbbing Mr. Miller was a sadistic asshole who wanted to hurt me, but between erections he kind of sort. He said when he was learning how to touch her clit she got so hot that she started begging him to fuck her. She pushed him down on the bed, put her legs on either side of his hips and aimed his cock at her pussy. He said she locked eyes with him for a minute before sinking down and impaling herself on him. Tim told me that instead of jumping up and down on his cock like he had seen in porn on the internet, she was hunching herself back and forth and he could feel his cock moving around inside. " A second later, Rick was wearing the most God-Awful-Silver-Lump on his ring finger. With green, red and blue stones stuck here and there.Stan was trying with all his might, not to bust a gut but finally lost the battle and as the peals of laughter subsided somewhat, Stan gasped out, "Oh-My-God! It looks like you mugged Liberace and haven't made it to your fence yet!!"After this short pit stop for breath, Stan ramped back up to speed in what looked to be, the second lap of the Daytona five. “Hi! You don’t mind if I look at your comics, do you?” “No, not at all,” said Chris gallantly, but nervous in case Pam should guess what it was he found so appealing in this particular comic book. Pam placed the comic book to one side and patted the mattress beside her, suggesting that Chris should sit there. He did so nervously, horribly aware that the stiffness in his trousers was, instead of becoming becalmed, stirring wholly inappropriately. “The girls in the comic are pretty sexy, aren’t.