He landed one more hand-print-leaving shot on her cheek and it was all over with. Laura's body began to spasm and a stream of her girlcum splashed dow... her meaty thighs. She would have fallen down if not for the Dean's handful of her hair. "You're going to learn so much, Laura my dear. So much." growled the Dean.Laura, breathlessly mumbled, "Thank you, sir."The Dean let go of Laura's hair as she fell foward onto the desk. Seconds later, the Dean pulled his cock out of his pants and ordered. Each stroke was punctuated by her uninhibited cries of pleasure even as her bare skin was scratched by the tree she desperately clung to.Her every nerve was lit up as the barbs moved along her innermost tender places. It wouldn’t be long now; she could feel the pressure building within her. Judging by the labored huffs of the dragon, he wasn’t far behind.Globs of drool fell onto her shoulder and slid down her chest and over her breasts. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw the dragon hovering. She had also mentioned her husband worked Tuesday nights. Why would she mention that?I returned Tuesday night to find out. I was nervous approaching the door, but curious and turned on as well. Was I imagining this? We’d soon find out.She opened the door and was actually surprised by me showing up. I continued on optimistically. We sat at the kitchen table again really talking about nothing. Then we both got up and talked a little more, but the tension was building. Her clear blue eyes looked. I could see the bright red glow of her usual milky white ass cheeks as it stood out like the overhead light on a police car. He reached down and grabbed a hold of her hanging tits and fondled them much to her enjoyment. When I got what I wanted, I slipped into the room and stood at the foot of the bed. They must have been too engrossed in their action as Don had his back to me still pumping my wife and neither had heard me enter. As I got to Don, I clenched my fist tight, drew back and punched.