Her deep scowlmade me try harder to dam the flood. "You haven't even started!" she accused angrily. "I ... I ..." I stammered hopelessly. "You ...orthless little bitch! That does it!" She stormed toward me. There was no way to flee from her. I covered my face with my arms andsobbed anew. But she didn't go for my face. Her slap landed squarelybetween my legs. I doubled up with a sick groan. She wrenched one arm behind my back and twisted. A cold cuff went around my wrist. "Give. Both lovers moan. The increasing squeezing from her womanhood was causing him to almost reach organism.Pausing his rhythm allowed him to stop his organism. Wanting to have his organism at the same as she does. He moves his face closer to the back of her neck and kiss it. Lift of her hip onto his hip, causing his penis deeper into her cervix. "aaaa,ooo,m~mm.." she moaned and her hips started to shake as if her twat was having a seizure. It tighten its grip on Ivan cock. In her dream she was. I started fucking her hard and fast, she picked her head up and shouted, "OHHHH FUCK ME DADDY, FUCK ME.She was driving me crazy and turning me on more and more. I was already holding back but she was so dam hot that I just had to cum in her NOW.I pounded her as I worked up pressure, "UH, UH, UH, UHHHHHH, "OHHHH.........OHHHH.........OHHH", as I squeezed three shots of greasy pent up cum deep in her hot little pussy. "OH MY GOD, I FEEL YOU SHOOTING INTO MY STOMACH, she screamed.I held myself. Jessica Anderson was a leading writer, researcher and archeologist on ancient Bronze Age civilizations, despite only being in her early thirties. Her work was cited worldwide, and her discoveries lined the halls of museums around the globe.This fame and skill had not come without cost though. Being a successful woman in academia required a degree of social sacrifice. Dr. Anderson had to develop boundaries between herself and her assistants and colleagues for fear of appearing to "sleep her way.