When the man began spanking the woman in the video, he timed his strokes with the spanks. "Fuck!" He groaned as he rapidly neared his release. His bal...s tightened and he came hard as he watched the video vixen wiggle, squirm, and squeal during her spanking. Temporarily sated, he was able to think clearly again without all the lustful thoughts addling his brain. I need … we need to talk about this. We can’t go on avoiding each other. This tension is killing me. But, I better think about how to. I got used to the girls boldly offering their nubile young bodies to me for my pleasure. What I never got used to was discovering a few of my female professors desiring to take me in their arms and fuck me dry.I won't belabor the issue with an abundance of examples but there were two that bear telling the story of. One was Professor Debra Howard and the other was the dean of the English department. Miss Howard was in her mid to late thirties and Miss Jameson was approaching fifty while I myself. She didn't mind. She was proud to be a good little cock sucker.She knew he was about to spurt out his jism. She grasped it in two hands squeezing it tightly as he cried out. Then she jerked her wet fingers down and back up and his cream shot out and into her waiting mouth. Gripping and then releasing, getting all of the good stuff, until he was completed and she had her own little tremors in her sticky wetness.That was enough of a show for now she decided. She rose up and stuffed his softening. While observing, all the lady can do is wait, and clean up the mess afterwards, restoring all of the dignity that she possibly can. Teamwork. I love that. After researching and planning the details of my trip, twelve days later, I land in Heathrow Airport. As soon as the wheels touched down on the runway, the reverb sent tingles between my legs. I’m here. Although I was solo on my flight and did not know a soul in this country so foreign to me, I know he’s waiting for me at the arrivals gate. .