"Oh Professor. I really have followed your lectures with interest," shecooed. "All your talk about logic and reason... and talking trash aboutanything...resembling imagination and fantasy. I must admit it raised myheckles a little bit. The fact that you're a lecherous old dog reallydoesn't help your case either." A-Angela..." he stammered, helplessly rustling his hand against thecuff.She danced away from him with each step landing perfectly despite herstiletto heels. "As I said, you should have. We drove back to the apartment in silence, only the radio playing. At the moment that he was about to turn off the car, our song came on. The same one that made me think of him and forget what was happening to me. I looked at him, and he looked at me. He looked worried, but all I could do was smile and start humming along. A moment later, he started to sing. In all the months Id been getting better, I hadnt heard him sing once. It made me light up with joy. When the song ended, he reached over. " He pounded her cunt as he rammed in and out of her as she coated his cock with cum. She loved the feel of his big long shaft fucking her and going in and out. He was a great lover. He liked to feel good but he also made her feel good. She could not remember ever cumming so much and so steady in one night before. She was beginning to love those happy pills he took because he was able to fuck her long and hard as he felt his big cock in her wet cunt.He fucked her cunt for almost an hour then he. I got hard right away and that was exactly what she had wanted. She dropped to her knees, lowered my shorts and underwear, and then she started giving me another blowjob.She was on her third blowjob in a row when Mom opened the door. She just smiled as she saw what Sam was doing and closed the door quietly. My cock went flaccid and Sam thought she had finally done it. No matter what she got to play with it for a while in it’s normal condition. Well, normal as when Sam wasn’t around me.We had.