“Of course not,” she said.“Then no, I didn’t feel anything,” he replied.Neither of them thought about the import of his question, either.Bob...y tried something similar, standing in the alley behind her house. That didn’t work, either.Which led them to the firm conviction that the user had to be able to see the person to be affected.It was Bobby’s idea for her to direct with the wand, like Batiste had, except to think about what she wanted the choir to do, instead of enslaving somebody for. I started undressing and he followed my lead. We were soon naked and crawled onto my bed. I asked him how long he had and he said he just radioed in for his mid shift meal break so he had an hour. Once he was laying on my bed my hand found his cock and balls and started massaging them. We talked for a few minutes. I asked if he was married and had k**s. It’s a huge turn on for me to know a little about the men I play with. He responded that he was married for 23 years and had 4 k**s. I said I. I don't think Karen knew she was an anal freak until that moment because she grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down into her slick cunt. I moved between sucking furiously on her clit to tongue fucking the hell out of her! Karen was cumming. Karen came loudly. She screamed so loud that I thought she might break windows. "Oh yes, Paula, God you are wonderful! YES!" Her whole body shook and rocked as she came! It was beautiful! I was going to stop but she was like, "Oh god, don't stop.. After another five or so minutes of slow thrusting the professor starts to thrust faster, groans “I’m cumming”, and has an orgasmic spasm has he shoots his cum deep in my ass again. Without pulling out the professor lays on my back. I can feel the sweat of his chest on my back. After several minutes of just lying there the professor pulls out and sits on his hunches. I turn over. The professor’s chest is clearly sweaty. His cock is not as stiff as it used to be. I run my hand through.