She saw desire in his eyes, and passion, and admiration for her beauty and glowing health, and regret that this evening of breeding her would not last...forever. Then he drove his hips forward and pierced the entrance to her cunt with his long, black cock. “Aaaaahh,” she screeched and then “Ohhhh” as the air was knocked out of her lungs by his hard thrust to the hilt into her pussy.Their fucking was long and lusty, with much grinding together of torsos and grunting as the sexual energy built in. “Please…” and shook my head no.“Shhh, Shhh… Its ok boy. I’m not going to hurt you unless you make me.”I could feel my bare ass resting on his cock. And I was still fully erect but I didn’t understand why. He let my mouth go, I knew I should scream… but I didn’t… he pushed down his trunks carefully. I could now feel his thick shaft slightly wedged between my cheeks. When he adjusted himself I could look between my legs and see his cock. It was long enough that while I was sitting at the top of. "Oh, Miss Duncan, you're early." "Not by much." "You don't mind this setup do you?" "Not at all. I'll just try it out now if you don't mind." "By all means," Professor Dubin said. I put down my bag and right where I stood, I took off my clothes. I didn't care that I was already in the studio. I didn't care that Professor Dubin was standing almost next to me watching. I was going to be naked anyway, so why did it matter? Professor Dubin did not say anything when he saw I was naked underneath my. No one else has ever done it to me, only you.’ ‘Oral?’ I asked. ‘How did you know?’ ‘You liked it the first time, and it’s the only thing we haven’t done this weekend, at least to orgasm.’ I pointed out. ‘Come here.’ ‘In a minute.’ And she ran to the bathroom. I heard the water running and realised she was cleaning herself. I cleared the table. Then she returned to the kitchen. After I had pulled off her pants and her knickers, I put her on the kitchen table, leaning back on her hands, feet on.