She pouted. I continued to stroke myself and really poured it on by thrusting my hips and moaning.I opened my eyes and told her to take her hand and p...ace it on her bush. She gave me the pouty lip again. I told her that we could stop right now and put on our shorts if she did not want to continue with this lesson. I told her that I could easily take care of myself. Heather gently and slowly moved her hand until it rested on her fine pubic hairs. Good I said. Now rub your hand in a circle around. Caressing, licking, sucking and pulling at his nipples, his hips start to move and sway with delight, enjoying his moaning I fall deeper in my part. Looking down at his cock I see a wet spot of pre cum at the slit and wonder what that will taste like. Still sucking at his nipples my hand moves back down his stomach to his cock and balls, his ball sack was starting to shrink tighten, the cock felt like a hot poker. Sliding up the rock hard shaft I slip a finger over the slit and collect some of. Cristina is a stereotypical Tex-Mex beauty. Long dark hair. Hour glass figures. Nice round ass and big perfect tits.She walked into the hotel bar in a belted burgundy satin romper with a zipper down the front. She had on high heels. She was trying to walk slow, but she couldn't keep those big tits from jostling.Her husband came in behind her. Chuck. He looked nervous. A fit Vietnamese hipster in a hoodie and skinny jeans.I'd already fucked his wife several times. But chuck and I had never met. I was in a room with a single light bulb in the ceiling, it was white everywhere and my throat was on fire, I touched my throat, nothing hurt on the outside.I rolled my head to the side I was all alone, it was a bright sunny day outside the window, I was high up in the hospital, and the tree tops were right outside my window. My young nurse floated into the room, it was as if she had no legs, except I could hear the sound of her nylons as she walked, her legs brushing against each other as she.