I held her around the thighs whilst slamming my cock into the depths of her spasming pussy.Tania yelled and screamed for me to fuck her harder and dee...er."God I love your cock" she yelled.My cock was bunting against her cervix on my really deep thrusts, and with my balls about to boil over I increased my efforts until they exploded, sending torrents of my couch deep inside her. That set her off too, she screamed and had a massive cum.I was totally wrecked by the vigorous nature of our coupling. The following story is completely 100% true. The dialogue is only an interpretation of what happened, I don't remember them word for word. The events are as they happened. Please read the epilogue at the end of the story as it reveals what has become of Maria. A big thanks to all those who wrote us a message and have us as a favourite author. Marcus.- - - - -I was absolutely whacked. By my reckoning I'd had about 3 ½ hours sleep and I was still pissed and stoned. I drew myself a good hot bath. She broke off the kiss and smiled. Breathless and with an erection, I couldn’t help but smile back.“Careful, Shawn. I got to get my son from school. I know you think I’m a sexy MILF and all, but duty calls,” She said.“I understand. See you tonight.”“Oh, and Shawn… the more you go to strip clubs… the more likely you might see something. I know this,” Daisy said.That last statement she said lingered in my head for a while.oOoA few hours later in the Factory… I was in my usual spot in the back, by. The conversations were stilted and awkward.Provost Newcome asked, “Where’s your special student?”“She’s not here, yet.”“She is coming, isn’t she?”“Yes. She stopped in my office earlier, and we chatted a bit about her research goals. She mentioned that she didn’t have an outfit appropriate for a cocktail party and had to swing by a store to pick up one,” Professor Parrish answered.“I would hardly call this a cocktail party,” Dean Whitaker said.“I explained to her that a pantsuit would be.