My mind told me that she was "commando" under the coat. Lola instructed me to drive south on the interstate. She slid into the back of the van, closed...the curtains, removed her coat, and laid down on the floor between the two captain's chairs. I was right, she was "commando' except for the shoes and stockings. There was a bonus that I had no idea she had. She was also wearing a butterfly vibrator with a controller. It seems her coat pockets were filled with her toys. "Okay Aaron, fix the rear. If I met a pretty coed, I would simply use The Power to make them take me back to their dorm for a good fucking. They always thought it was their idea, and eagerly drained my balls of cum in pleasant nooners.I majored in History and renewed my acquaintance with Professor Blackhawk. He was ecstatic that I had entered his field, especially after I told him that he had been a big influence on me. He invited me over to his house for dinner, where he and Mrs. Professor told me that Jenny had gone to. My cock was getting hard pressing against the lace of my panties and was starting to leave a damp patch on the front of my shorts. I ran my hand up his leg and felt his throbbing hard dick through his pants, it gave me unending pleasure to know how hard I could make his prick. He suddenly calmed down and placed me beside him suggesting I should take the time to get my make up on. I obeyed with a nice slather of whorish red lipstick and a thick helping of mascara to bring out my eyes I was. Reaching over her head, he found the back of her neck and pushed her face down onto his thing filling and choking her. Trying to recover, she lost it completely when he shoved his hand inside her. The wet from the first orgasm let him in. It hurt, but he wanted it. Taking some breaths, she relaxed and found her place on her knees. Pumping slowly in and and out, finding all the goodness in it, he pumped his hot hard rod down her throat. She felt the rub and suck in her mouth echo in her chest.