He was taking a shower. He came from the bath with a towel wrapped around his waist. When he walked into the room he looked at me, reached back and cl...sed the door behind him and removed the towel. He walked over to the bed, stood there in front of me for a moment and then took another step forward and placing a hand on my head pushed his cock and balls against my face. We remained like that for seconds and I felt his cock stirring. He moved back and with his other hand gripped his cock and. “So, exactly how do you define pornography, Reverend Jones?” Professor Kathleen Jones, no relation, was also disgusted, but with the small-minded backwards thinking that had no place in the modern world.“Well, that movie certainly qualifies!” Marcy Jones sniffed and looked down her nose at the woman in the studio next to her.“Really? So, that movie depicted healthy, normal sexuality in the context of a marriage. So, you think that what goes on behind closed doors between married people is. I stroked her apple cheeks as her lips accepted my cock. When I began to come she pulled away but I grasped her head firmly between my hands and held her mouth on my erupting cock.“No, drink it,” I said. “Drink it all down.”She relaxed and placed her hands on my hips as I sent gobs of my young spunk onto her old tongue. I slowly fucked her mouth until I was dry.I pulled out of her lips but left my cock bobbing in front of her face. It was angry red.I laid her soft body down on the bed and. Natalie turned and faced me."Don't get annoyed or embarrassed Nathan, but I saw you putting on a pair of my panties this morning". I looked at her, my face flushing red. "No, you were mistaken, no I didn't", I waffled, trying to defend myself. She smiled and said, "They suited you, and you shouldn't be worried". My mind seemed to stop working as I tried to think up excuses; at the same time trying to deny it happened. It had happened this morning and most other mornings. But now Natalie had.