“I want you to pump your hips back and forward and push your cock deep inside me. If I shudder and twitch like last night, don’t stop!” She said...to me with a bit of authority in her voice.“Ok” I simply replied as I followed her command. With a firm grip of her hips I began to thrust my hips backwards and forwards. My cock sliding in and out of her. The more I pumped into her the slicker my cock got as I could feel a growing wetness. The wetter it got the less feeling of friction and the faster. But it was blurred. Whenevr i tried to look directly at it my eyes couldn't focus on the strange flying thing. a vague light shimmered and sprakled from it as it hovered just before my face, rising and dipping rhythmically in the air. The smell of flowers wafted into my nostrils and I almost sneezed. What the fuck was this thing? Distant strains of lilting pipe music seemed to come from nowhere, always at the edges of my senses. I was dazed, mesmerised by the smell, the sight and the sound of. Thankfully he found her pussy and hammered into her. His size stretched her to her limit ans he came filling her womb with his dog spunk. The group laughed as they took pictures and vrdeos of the dog fucking her. Then they maneuvered the two into a position where she was deep throating Jake's cock. Alyssa sobbed as the young men proceeded to use her as their fuck toy. Hours went by as each guy fucked her then as young men have great endurance rejoined the line to fuck her again. Finally tired. Can you tell me why that is, Delilah?" Delilah said nothing. When the teacher continued to wait for an answer, she just shook her head. Mr. Grenville frowned. "The thing is, Delilah, if your work doesn't improve very quickly and very markedly, you're on track to fail this class," he said. "Are you aware of that?" "I--" Delilah said. "I--I can't--I don't--" "I don't think you want to fail the class, Delilah," Mr. Grenville said. "I don't think you want to spoil your.