" Hasselhoff, huh, and I get more orgasms from you than he does? That's flattering as hell. He's Michael fucking Knight, after all," I laughed as I fe...t Chelsea bounce so furiously up and down on my pole that I worried for a second or two that she might break it."A living legend, but no candle to you, darling. You're the love of my life. You really are, dear. I've waited to be yours for a long time and I got tired of waiting any longer. I had to find out what the stumbling block was for you.. .. then she stopped, came closer, and this time she slid both of her hands up both of my thighs and under the leg openings of my shorts; it felt tremendously good. Working inside my shorts she pulled the liner out of the way and while one of her hands cupped my testicles the other grabbed my penis and slowly pulled back the foreskin exposing my throbbing head. The warmth and softness of her hands was extremely enjoyable. She started to trash my member around, making its head rub violently. I let a hand drift down between us and started to rub her pussy and then inserted a finger. She told me to use two fingers, and between playing with her tits and fingering her pussy, Tanya started to moan.I got off, told her to lean back against the couch, got on my knees, parted her legs and buried my tongue in her pussy. It wasn’t long before that brought on another shuddering orgasm.Tanya said, “Switch places with me.”I assumed that meant a blow job, but not this time. She told me to lie. . I.. I have class in twenty minutes. I can’t be late.”“You worry too much,” Mark said as he pressed her against the nearest desk.It was all a blur. Emma couldn’t remember anything except the sensation. She thought she could take him. She thought it would be no problem. She was wrong.Emma had no idea how much time had passed or how long the boy had been gone. She held onto the desk that she had been bent over as if her life depended on it. Every part of her was shaking and her eyes were stuck.