Good, she knows my short temper. Hitting her tongue with the tip of my cock, which had pre-cum coating it, for a while, I gave her my next orders, “...ow, use that tongue and lick me.” She didn’t disappoint. For the next few minutes, I let her get acquainted with my cock. The occasional whimpers of Shy’s were soon replaced by slurping and little moans, which added to the moans and heavy breathing from me and my brothers.I slid out of her grasp. The next part was beginning. “Okay, Shy. Now, I want. You moaned slightly as I rubbed the head across your tightasshole, already moist from your arousal, and I paused thereto gently caress that little flower and to let our fluidsmix, as if to test the waters before making the final plunge.I reached down with both hands to spread those firm cheeks that were noticeably lighter in tone than your bronze back, and then you raised up slightly to open yourself completelyto me, and I sank myself deep within your warm, soft darkness.My thrusting was. Abby was good at not giving answers. You might even say she was a professional. It came with the territory. She was a Professor at a prestigious university, teaching courses in political science. Up until now, she’d done all the right things. Gone to the best schools, graduated at the top of her class, met all the right people and kept her reputation above reproach. She’d married into money and given birth to two perfect, blonde, blue eyed, kids, just like her… And then she’d met me. I was her. Eventually, she came down from her first climax and looked down at me.She was dressed in black see through knickers that were already soaked and black, sheer hold up stockings."Mmm, you like?" she questioned."y-yes miss" I spluttered, knowing who was in charge tonight."Would you like a taste?" She asked, and before I could answer she had removed the knickers and pushed them into my mouth, I could taste her sweet juices and I was in heaven. She then reached into a nearby drawer and pulled out a.