I fucked her through my orgasm and into hers. She grew even wetter then and fucking Mrs. Collins was like giving my cock a bath, but she wasn't very t...ght at all. Not until she groaned and arched her back, every muscle in her body contracting, include the small, soft ones in her pussy. She squirmed and pulled me to her mouth, kissing me hard and deep the way she had the night before. Everything else was just pretend for her. I mean, the way she'd been so stiff and how she kept her clothes on,. "Yes of course. That would be just what I need" I say. I get hard. The lube comes out. She strokes me off. I cum on her shirt again. "Thats another 100, 180 total" she blurts out. "And do my laundry, fuck you are sloppy. Christ you get cum everywhere. You need to stop that" she says, and looking legitimately annoyed. "Sorry babe. I'll do your laundry" I mumble. An hour later the laundry is drying and she calls me over. I'm wearing my boxers. "Babe I'm horny, why don't you go down on me? It'll. She doesn't top very often so he instructed her on how she should hold it, swing it, etc. The blows grew a bit harder as she perfected it, though still rather gentle.I still had my jeans on at that point so she instructs me to take them down, leaving them around my knees. She switches off to the riding crop and he again helps her perfect her swing and this time she manages to get in a few good strikes. I still have welts! *bounce*He tells me I'm not paying nearly enough attention to his balls. C. Fuck, make me cum, Oh fuck you’re the best. Yeah, stroke it, stroke it like that. I’m getting so close.” “Mmmmm.” Your words are making me moan. I tighten my lips on you and give your cock a squeeze with my hand just to feel how hard you are. Stroking so fast, running my tongue across the tip each time I pull back. And suddenly I hear you growl and tense as you explode thick sticky cum into my welcoming mouth. I can feel your cock twitching in my mouth as you cum so much and I am.