I hated the taste of alcohol, and didnt want anything to do with it. He always harassed me for this. Cmon dude, just try some! he barked, already gett...ng tipsy. Its an acquired taste. Once you get use to them, youll love em! Youre already getting drunk! I laughed back. Just listen to you! Why would I follow that example? Suck my dick! he barked in retaliation. Though he meant it sarcastically, as a jab at me, for some reason, whenever he says that to me, my own dick twitches. Really, dude? I. I cram my big hard black dick into your pussy. You scream. I moan and keep going. You try to cover up your sexual expressions but I won't let you. They turn me on more and I push deeper. I push against something and your eyes pop. Your cervix. I massage it with the tip of my dick by moving side-to-side. Your moan and scream lowder. "I'm cumming, Daddy! I'm cumming!!! AWW!" You scream my name. There goes your second orgasm. You are exhausted. I pull atop of me anyway and re-insert my dick. It was clear she wanted me to let Ben fuck me. She disappeared one more time. I moved my skirt higher to show more leg. Ben returned and did look at my thighs. He sat down and placed the lessons one more time on my lap.When Ben turned a page on the book, he had on my lap, the bottom of his fingers rested against my thighs. I opened my legs a little, hoping he would explore the softness of my inner thighs. His hand resting there made me very uneasy, good uneasy. I was tempted to take his hand. I kiss your forehead and retreat to the chair in the corner once more as you kneel on the chair facing the back of it. I admire your beautiful arse and notice a slight dribble of juices on your inner thigh as you fidget and prepare for the guy to enter you.You kneel with knees apart, bracing yourself as the guy wipes his cock up and down your pussy lips before pressing himself into you. This guy is more aggressive and I watch you closely for any signs of discomfort. He starts to thrust into you.