. now!" I moaned. He chuckled against my lips. "Patience!" he teased, dipping down to kiss and nibble at my neck. I wriggled beneath him, trying to g...t his cock closer to my wet and waiting hole."Please?" I breathed into the night air."Please, just take me!" He didn't answer just thrust his hips, burying the first few inches into me. I moaned with relief. He thrust again and we both sighed as he bottomed out, his balls hitting against my ass. I felt so full and so good. He began to move his. It was something cool and in fashion, so, why not? For several weeks they hovered outside the display window of the area's best tattoo studio, working up the courage to get their bodies marked up. Finally, on a chilly Saturday morning they nerved themselves to actually go in, made an appointment for later in the day, and began studying designs displayed along the wall to make final selections.As the two freshmen stood inside near the window, Cecilia walked past the studio, returning from an. After about five or six seconds, I feel your throat start to twitch and so I pull back slowly before sliding back deep again. Each time leaving myself there for a little longer. I am very aroused and want fuck your mouth hard, gripping your head in my hands and shooting my hot spunk right down your throat; the night is still early and there’s still so much more we can do before that happens and so I pull out of your mouth and let your head fall back to the bed.I move back to the dressing. As she read through the boring class details and such I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Our casual meeting earlier had stirred something in me. A desire to know her better. Not as a teacher, but as an artist. To understand her passion for writing. Perhaps even share passion with her.As these thoughts floated through my mind, I began to harden.It being late August in Alabama, I was wearing cut off jeans, a tee shirt top and flip flops. As anyone who has known me for any length of time would.