I needed release, both emotional and sexual. Tearswelled within my eyes--not from pain, but from the intensity of my needto find release."Fuck me!" I ...ncouraged my Pygmalion. Only with his semen inside me,flooding my rectum, and his sperm swimming through my bowels, could Ibecome a "real girl," I thought. As his Galatea, I desired his desire; Ineeded his need. "Fuck me!"His lightning cock flashed between my buttocks again, penetrating myrectum anew. Repeatedly, his penis, thick and hard, parted. Greg may have cancelled her inhibitions but she still had shame. As she realized what she had done a wave of shame and guilt washed over her. She looked at Greg who was still sitting against her desk and at his cock which while not erect was still relatively bloated, wet, and dripping the remnants of his orgasm. ‘I…’ she went to speak hoping to make things less awkward but couldn’t come up with anything that made sense to say to explain her actions. She began to babble when her need for the. "Well, I scored twelve points" he said. "So I guess that means you owe me twelve kisses."Just then Megan let out a squeal. Christy and Jimmy both turned their heads to look. Todd's hands were up inside Megan's sweater, obviously feeling her breasts under the cloth. Her skirt had been bunched up around her waist and there was a scrap of pale colored something hanging from around one of her ankles. They passed a series of street lights and Christy saw that the pale something was Megan's. In a few seconds, his entire body stiffened and heunleashed another torrent of cum onto her tongue. Aftera couple of strong spurts there, she leaned her headback a little bit to allow for the rest of his cum toland all over her face. After he completed, he leanedback and collapsed down onto the bed from exhaustion.He watched her, as she smeared his cum onto her faceand put more into her mouth to enjoy the taste of him. After she finished her dessert, she lay down next tohim, his arm around her,.