My college professor, a busty MILF, had fucked me right during my first class. That had freaked me out bad enough I fled to my dorm room.“I was just...so focused on seeing Dr. Senior,” I continued, remembering huddling in my college dorm afraid of what I would cause if I left it, “that I didn’t even think about what would happen when the nurses checked me in. It was so obvious, I should have seen it...”October 1st, 2017I stared at the entrance to the large doctor’s office. It was run by my health. He crawled between her legs and placed his mouth directly on his pussy sucking her juices with vigor. He licked her pussy lips and pushed his tongue inside her.Her moans were loud and clear as he brought her to her first orgasm. She continued to wiggle and squirm as he began to flick her clit with his tongue. She felt her loins boiling as her sucked her clit into his mouth while continue to assault it with his tongue and she came again, squirting on his chin and chest.Her breathing was heavy as. As we sped down thehighway, I became more worried about how the newspapers would write upthe story than Paul's euphoria or the prospect of getting killed. I couldread the story in my mind. "Last Friday a 14 year old Prunedale girly-boywas killed in a head on car accident. William Vierra was dressed in acurled ponytail and wearing girl's makeup when he died. No explanationwas given by the family as to why he was dressed this way. Friendsdescribed him as quiet but shy. His older brother survived. He wasn't kidding about not being gentle. Without warning I feel two of his fingers parting my pussy lips and immediately sink deep inside of me. The sudden intrusion makes me gasp out loud. I try to look back at him but he keeps holding my head down. He leans forward, his lips finding my earlobe and gives it a sharp bite. Hissing into my ear he tells me, "It's been too long, I really need this and I can tell from how wet you are that you do too." I can't really argue with him. I've been wet.