He held her hair in a hard grip until he was as hard as he wanted.Now he had her to bend over the billiard table and gave each of her bottoms a hard s...ap and told her to spread her legs. Then she was told to spread her bottom with her hands and when she didn't as good as he wanted, he shouted, "Fucking bitch, do as I tell you to do" and gave her two hard slaps again with his open right hand. Lena was scared and did her very best to obey. Though she understood his intentions, she didn't dare to. You groan, and intertwine both hands into my hair, vigorously tugging my mouth to yours. You penetrate my mouth, roughly. I slowly relax my body, muscle by muscle, and let you ravage me. Your fingers tighten, and my head is pulled back, my neck stretching. Your cock has become positioned against my entrance, and I move my hips, trying to help it slip inside of me. You avoid this, knowing what my intentions are, and continue conquering my mouth. My lips now bruised, you move down to my neck,. It would not take much for me to explode. I was already feeling the pull in my cunt. Trina got up. She turned around to face me, and with a wicked grin, I saw her reach between her legs and grasp his pole. Pulling it upright, she placed it at the entrance to her flushed, pink pussy and started to descend. Suddenly feeling very empty, I glanced at the shelf of figurines to my left. Spying a distinctively phallic looking one, I grabbed it. Using the blunt, rounded top, I began to grind it against. "Professor Martin has a purchase."Lori looked up from her careful nail filing and snapped her gum. "Okie doke, boss. How's it going, professor?" Fine, dear, fine." Even the professor's gaze slipped briefly down to the generous valley revealed by Lori's low-necked sweater.Jonathan sighed and adjusted his tortoiseshell glasses. One of these days, he was going to hire a friendly, little old lady who wore lace collars up to her neck, smelled of camphor, and whose last sexual experience had taken.