This gave me added incentive to work his cock harder. There was no need for him to force my head into his hairy crotch. Fuck, let him try and stop me... He moaned loudly and thrust the hardest he had thrust, his balls moved up and a massive load of cum injected directly into my throat as he cried out with sheer pleasure. I could feel his cock still throbbing as even more spunk shot out. Fuck, I wondered how much he had stored inside. I ran my tongue along his shaft as more spasms of fluid. As Michael reached over to grab the pens out of its holder, he accidentally knocked over the counselor's coffee. The coffee spilled all over Wendy's coffee, which prompted a loud reaction from her. "Eeek," she groaned. Michael couldn't have been more apologetic. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!"Wendy knew it was an accident, and she wasn't going to hold it against him. However, she reflected on Michael's comments about his preference for short-haired women. She was going to weaponize that against him.. So. Have you witnessed it? Surely hearing about it second hand wouldn't be enough to drain the color from your face at the mere mention of the word?" Images ran through my head. Brianna. A white gazebo. One moment, poor Jaryd had been underneath her. The inside her. Then gone. Perhaps inside her still, in a rather different sense. I also remembered how she'd smiled afterwards. I gave one curt nod in assent. Mom reached out took my hand in hers. "Oh, Frank. Why didn't you tell me? You never. Rocky then threw her on then bed, lifted her skirt a bit, inserted his hand and pulled out her panty. He sniffed her panty and slowly started rubbing her pussy with his hands and started to make her moan hard, “Aaaahh ohhhh”. My mother was begging him to stop, but that begging was to stop rubbing and to enter her and not to tease her.He bent down and started licking her pussy. She was grabbing his hair and trying to press his head deeper. His tongue had made her moan badly. She was biting her.