As I looked down the bed, I could see the shape of a head bobbing up and down and the figure of Brody kneeled by the bedside. I gasped with pleasure a... her tongue licked the tip of my cock. She quietly continued to suck me as I lay back and relaxed. As I did so, I glimpsed the bedside clock and realised that the time was much later than I had thought, it was almost dawn. Panic set in as it occurred to me that my wife could be home any time. As if I had my thought had willed it to happen, I. It looked sort of like leather, but almost like a plastic too. I figured her height was just because of her stiletto heels. "I don't know, give me the strongest thing you've got I said and make it a double. Same for my friend here too". "Oh honey I know exactly what you want. Your just gonna love it. It's my own special recipe." She fixed us up these strange looking drinks, they looked almost like tropical drinks. They were a light red color almost pink. "What the hell are these?". I met miss c. last year during my sophomore year. i wasn't a student of hers, but i got to know the staff of the entire art department. when we first met she said she looked forward to having a student like me the next school year and replied by telling her i'd love to have her as a subject for my sketch book. "perhaps." she replied with a smile. we were in our second quarter of the school year and though i haven't had the opportunity to formally have miss. c sit for sketches, i have made a. I stepped up to you as you braced your hands on the wall and the water pounded down on us. Taking my rod in one hand, I swept it up and down your entrance several times before inserting just the head. I took hold of your hips and slid all the way into you, your muscles pulling at me and drawing me in further. Foregoing the usual steady pace I would normally set, I began to pump away with a wild rhythm. The water pounded down on us as I repeatedly slammed myself home. The sound of the shower.