She put her cold hand on my abdomen causing my to gasp. She ran her hand up my chest and dragged her fingertips across my nipples rolled her on top of...me and stared into her hazel green eyes. She kissed my lips and ran her hands up the sides of my shirt. I lifted my arms up making it easy to slide my shirt off. She sat up ad slides both of her hands down my chest and fumbled around with my belt to unhook it. I grabbed her hands and pushed them above my head and kissed her more. I let go of her. He didn't wake up, he was not dreaming and he lay in bed crying for awhile until there were no tears left. He didn't want to face another dayat school. He didn't think he could return knowing that everyone had seenhim on his knees, begging to suck Cliff's cock. Eventually he picked himself up off the bed, drying his eyes with hisshirt. He looked around at his room; it was a tribute to all that washeavy metal. He had band posters covering much of his walls. All hisfurnishings were painted in. .Each stroke of her leather boots, running along my hard prick, I groaned each time with relief written all over my face that she had finally rubbed them on my cock, I could feel my cum building, " slow down, I want to milk you dry " as she lowered her boots my face visibly dropped in anguish.Walking around to her desk she pulled a drawer open, pulling a pair of gloves out she slowly eased them over her svelte like hands, teasing them over her fingers, her hand pushed me forward bending me over. He was beginning a slow pumping action and saw my nipples hardening and asked what was going on. Was I getting horny? I said to him this is not a bit funny . He continued the pumping my pussy with this monster cock and had by a few minutes twice as much in me and maybe six inches. The pumping slow movement was turning into deeper thrusts and he said "here hon, let's see what if really is like to be helpless with a big cock feverishly fucking you" and he started the most realistic thrusting of.