Tomorrow I may hunt for breastsWhich are shown only from the side,In profile looking like ski slopesWith rounded undersidesOr for breasts no bigger th...n a bee stingSwollen with insistent pain.I know only that, whether today or another time,To look at breasts,I will be back again.THE SECRET OF SUCCESSWhen critics piss and moan,I look upon your breastsAnd cock and balls,And these attributesOf hermaphroditic divinityAre ebullient enoughIn their flounce and bounceTo buoy up my shemale. Jake found his English classroom, and was not surprised to find it unlocked, with Ms. Dyers seated at her desk. She rose as Jake walked over to her, she wore a black knee high business skirt, with a light blue button down shirt, which gave her a very business womanly appearance. Ms. Dyers directed him to remove his shorts, and sit on the edge of her desk, which Jake readily complied with. She ran her fingers through the hair on his inner thighs before finding his scrotum, and gently squeezed. ”I pull my cock out of her wet pussy and place it at her still sore butthole. In one quick thrust I bury it deep into her bowels.Mary screams in pain.“Tell Tom what I am doing to you right now Mary!”“He is hurting MEEEEE!”I say “Oh you can do better than that! Tell him how. Describe him what I am doing!”Crying she says “He is fucking my ass. Please stop. Tom, make him stop PLEASE!”I say “Tom can’t do a damn thing but watch. Oh Tom, Some day I will just have to let you have some of this. Mary’s. I started to kiss Helen on the lips but as soon as she tasted the sponk in my mouth, she started licking it up, she licked all over my face licking, sucking and swallowing it all down. From when Larry first laid her down on the couch up until now that I was fucking her, she had never once opened her eyes. I thought that she was perhaps locked into a lovely fantasy but (as she told me later) she was just enjoying all the 'sensations that where invading her whole being' her words.'It's time to be.