I gasped. His hand played with my knee and slowly eased my skirt higher. I wanted to look, but I had to keep my eye on the street. His hand reached my...lacy top of my hose. “Oh! Tyrone,” I moaned. I managed to get him home without letting it get out of hand. Actually, I told myself that I didn’t let it get out of hand. I was deceiving myself. After he got out, I drove around the block. I had to stop and put my head on the steering wheel and gasp for breath. Nothing really happened, but the. He thrust again, slowly as he started to groan. He started going faster. I grabbed the edges of the table. I could feel shards of pain through every thrust of pleasure. "Faster," I told him.He thrust into me so fast, again and again. I wanted to scream, but I kept it in. I felt him twitch inside me. "Ahhh," he groaned. He pulled out of me as his cum spilled onto the floor. We were both sweating, and there I was, sprawled on the table, showing my stretched vagina.I wanted more. I was shaky, but. Erica then said that she was curious about it, but thought she might be too self-conscious with strangers watching her.A few minutes later, Erica said she had to check on something and walked to the sliding back door. She turned around and asked Jerry to help her out! He looked at us and whispered to us that she was turned on and that he would leave his bedroom window open for us!After they were out of sight, Yoli called me over to her. I walked over to her other side and she practically ripped. “Professor, are you and Dr Bell, okay?” Lee asked.“No, we fucking are not. It’s fucking wet and freezing in here. Get us the fuck out of here,” Essco screamed into the comm.“Professor, do you still have water coming into the room?” Lee asked, calmly.Essco looked at the wall. The water was now a slow trickle. “Yes, but it’s not pouring in like it was. The bloody bed is swimming in it. We are stuck on the fucking desk. Get us the hell out of here, you stupid bitch,” he said venomously.“Professor,.