"The daytime was a different matter though. During the day, only my vocabulary was regulated. I could do whatever I liked so long as I didn't leave Ch...ystal Heights and was contented to be a monosyllabic, big breasted, sex-crazed bimbo for the rest of my life."But you'd found a job." Yes, but I was only paid in tips. And in a town like Chrystal Heights, a quick blow job under the table doesn't get you very much since there are plenty of Hanover Honies wandering around giving it away for free. Her ass in your hands is at my eye level inches from my face. I can smell the arousal. I can see the arousal. Your hands move to her hips and you gently lower her to my lap. My hands reach up to meet yours and I continue to ease her down until she is sitting on my lap. My hardness is pushed down between her ass. I can feel the wetness of her slit rubbing my shaft. Amy feels this also and begins to move her ass back and forth coating my cock with her juices. The feeling is intense even despite. She emitted long slow groans as her orgasmtook hold of her body. Her nails dug into theprofessor’s back, leaving long gouges across his backand shoulders.“Oh fuck, oh fuck! Yes! Yes! I’m cumming! Yes youbastard, I’m cumming! Pound my cunt with that big cockyou wonderful Scots bastard! YESSS! Ahhhrrrgggh! Hah!Hah! Hah!” Her last hah’s emitted in short gasps as shejerked to the spasms of her fading orgasm. “Here it cums,” groaned the professor, as. The panting housewife cupped her creamy tits in her hands and began working them around his long, bristling cock, massaging his prick with her silken hot mounds. While Linda couldn't have an orgasm this way, she felt proud that he wanted to fuck her in her tits. A lot of women didn't have enough to work with, she knew, but Linda had more than her share."Nice," panted Buzz, lunging softly in the burning valley of her tits. What he liked about tit-fucking was the soft sensuous thrills his prick.