“Not yet I'm not,” I purred. “But I'm about to. I'm about to ram this cock to the hilt in her over and over again. She's going to be crying out ...or mercy.”“Yes!” my girlfriend said. “Oh, god, the way she sucks on my clit. Please, please, fuck my slut's bowels. Pound her hard.”“You got it!” I moaned.I drew back. Janette groaned, her bowels clinging to my dick. That wonderful, velvety caress around my shaft had me shuddering. Groaning. I loved every moment of it. I savored every second of that. .then suddenly just as she thought he was done pulling it out, he again quickly thrust inward again going balls deep. On the third time in, Darlene's screams turned into a shuttering orgasm that resembled a quivering death. Darlene screamed, moaned, whined and made a****l noises she never knew were inside. This was the very first orgasm of her life and it was massive, like a 10.0+ earthquake! Darlene was exhausted and shaking but Master Q was certainly nowhere near finished with her, in fact,. I teach all the Standard English courses and also an advanced optional course in writing. Several of my students have actually been published, and two have won literary awards. Makes me think I am doing something right in my teaching.My husband Jim is 6'-1" tall and weighs 225. He is now 38. He exercises regularly and stays fit. He has black hair and his chest is pretty hairy. I asked him to shave his penis and balls for me, I like the way they look. He asked me to reciprocate, so I have a. Unhealthy or not, the fact that I had acted as a catalyst for a break-up felt like an unwanted, yet honest personality check. You know, this type of life lessons that are supposed to teach you some sort of deeper morale but, in fact, seldom leave a trace on little dumb-dumbs like me.Since it was late August, her paper-thin garments had long ago started clinging to the beads of sweat on her body, leaving absolutely no imagination to her simply breathtaking femininity and enticing self-confident.