His cock was already hard. There would be no foreplay for her, no getting her ready. But she knew that. The only foreplay between them typically consi...ted of her preparing him anyway. She was his plaything. He was not hers. There was no need for him to provide foreplay for her pleasure. No, he simply inserted himself into her whenever he wanted, just like right now. He rammed her hard, slamming into her already sore and bruised pussy. She cried out in pain as the tears immediately came to her. I told him how I had had a couple of wet dreams and hoe exquisite they felt. My first one was the most long orgasm I think I ever had. I gave him a brief idea of the thinks that I saw in the dream that made me come so very hard.By by now I was sure we were both more than very hard. I told him I had enjoyed holding another cock in my hands a while ago and how good it felt gently throbbing in my hand. I asked John if he had tried it. John said he had not but had thought he may like to . I briefly. Dr. Portillo looked at Tom thoughtfully for a moment, and then said, ‘No, I suppose the essay isn’t really necessary. Since that was all I had planned for today’s class, I will dismiss you early. Those of you that scored below 80% on the last quiz would be wise to use this free time to study the relevant material in your textbook, How To Think Like A Behavior Analyst.’ The room filled with the sounds of students gathering books and belongings, the scraping of chairs against the floor, and low. After several minutes of me tonguing and sucking her clit, Phyllis suddenly wrapped her legs around my head, moaning, “I cumming. I’m cumming all over your face,” and she did. My tongue, mouth, and nose became soaked with her ooze which excited me even more, making me eat her harder.“No. No more. I want that cock. I want that cock in my pussy…NOW!”As I climbed onto the bed, she grabbed me, flipping me onto my back, and immediately sat on my cock. She was so wet, my shaft slid easily into her.