I kiss the tip and you moan. I graze my lips down your large cock to your balls. I kiss each one and then draw one into my mouth and suck hard. I move...to the other one and then take both in my mouth and suck harder. You’re moaning louder now, I pause. For a few moments, I let your body relax back into sleep, the warmth of my breath keeping you hard. I gently nibble my way up your cock. When I reach your head and lick, it twitches with pleasure and your body shudders. I blow gently on your wet. Placing a hand on her student's back she looked deep into his eyes. His cock was now rubbing against her pubic hair as she spread her legs far apart drawing up her knees. With trembling fingers she grabbed his thick member and flicked it a couple of times against her clit before placing his soft mushroom head at her open hole. Wanting the experience with his teacher to be perfect Patrick pushed in to her tight pussy very slowly. Placing her hands on his back Brenda braced herself for what was. As he got closer he saw eight women chanting around the fire. Each were dressed in the colours of Autumn.Their chants were enchanting, musical even. As he watched he felt himself getting drawn in. He felt a kinship with ancient times and the gods of old.He was caught up in this feeling when he realised the chanting had stopped. Looking towards the women once more he saw them staring back.One of them stepped forward. She was an attractive woman with dark raven hair with several grey strands. Maybe I should drink next Saturday too… Fuck. Alcohol. Dehydration from my night of drinking can be put off no longer. I slip on a black tank top and some sleep shorts and enter the basement living room. I hear someone upstairs as I make my way. When I enter the kitchen, Ethan is there in a white t-shirt and pajama pants, his back to me, making coffee. “Morning,” Ethan chimes in a friendly tone, glancing over his shoulder. “What’s up? Can you make me some of that?” I ask, and by the tone of.