“He was ok, he needs more training!” Replied Cindy.“Tricia, I want you and Chad to call your mom. Tell them Mr. Anxious here came up early and m...sjudged the roads, they’re slipperier than he thought. Your going to stay the night and come home tomorrow when Chad’s sure the roads will be clean.” I instructed her.“Chad, you will back up Tricia’s story completely, you will be polite and courteous, a perfect gentleman. You will completely assure Tricia’s mother.” I instructed him.Chad and Tricia. Feeling his shaft against her lower back, Emily leaned forward and pushed her hips up against it allowing his cock to slide along her wet slit until it found the sweetness of her opening and she felt the pulsating head rub against it. He penetrated her slightly then stopped. Knowing his anxiousness about hurting her, Emily gently impaled herself on his shaft and sank down on it. Colin threw his head back in pleasure as the hot wet sensation caused his cock to jump inside of her. He grabbed her. He pulled out of my throat and wiped his cum and spit covered cock on my blouse, before making way for his partner.I was lifted up turned round and bent over the stinking toilet bowel, his hands grabbed the string on my thong and pulled until it broke and without a word he thrust into my soaking pussy. He was probably only around six inches long but he was thick and it was the thickness that made me gasp and sent spasms through me. Each thrust was short, hard and fast causing me to inhale the. I have seen it first-hand on my degree course.Ok. Let’s get this clear now, I might be the wrong side of middle age, but my brain is as sharp as always. Sharper if truth be told as it hasn’t been dulled by the likes of bloody social media apps. I’m doing a degree and doing it rather well thank you!But one of the effects of being older than the bleeding lecturer is not talking shit. We matures see the world for what it is and these kids, sorry, young aspiring adults at seventeen, actually listen.