Most of the patients were male, and were usually very young. Every day the halls were filled with men whose bodies had been molded to physical perfect...on. Mike always had a secret weakness for jocks. Even though he had been married for five years, and his wife was definitely not lacking in physical looks, Mike couldn't help but get an erotic charge dealing with all of those hard bodied men. Over the years he'd have a few casual encounters, just enough to satisfy his ever present fascination. Her constant barrage of derision and accusatory sarcasm had insulated him from any thought of conjugal interaction with a person he now considered “the enemy”.Professor Hardcastle had a reputation of giving out inflated grades to the female students in his class whenever they rewarded him with their personal favors without hesitation and constant verbal stroking of his ego with squeals of pretended delight. She looked down on his early balding head and his macho moustache that promised a tickle. My breasts were bouncing which I asked him to catch, and he caught them both of his hands and squeezing them. I was jumping up and down to take his dick very passionately style in my pussy. I was fucking him very skillfully. While riding him I was moaning and grunting. After few minutes, I asked him, “Now we should change the position.” He said, “Dear daughter as you like, I don’t have a passion for the positions.”And by this I felt a lot of love for him and I bent on him and kissed him very. After a few more deep strokes he pulled back, leaving just the head it, and gave her a moment. Sarah took several deep breaths before he shoved himself back in. They continued this for several cycles before he said, “You may touch yourself now.” She did not to be told twice and lunged at her sex with her hand, skipping any warm-up she frantically rubbed, pressing harder with each of his thrusts. Her saliva ran down her chin and dripped off, but she did not care. The thrill of being used.