I slip my hand under them as I read, or in some cases, when I write. I can't help but feel horny when I log onto this site. There is just something, l...ke a magnetic force that pulls my hand towards my pussy. As I sit here, reading, I slowly begin to tease myself. I always start off playing with my nipples, getting them hard. Then I slowly move down. I am already wet with anticipation. I start touching myself, avoiding my sensitive clit. I continue reading, the story getting hotter and hotter,. I heard her whimper so I began to slightly pull out and as I did she relaxed just a little sensing some relief from this attack but I slammed my cock deeper into her throat, slapping her chin with my enlarged balls. I began to pick up my motion as I felt that I was firmly implanted. Faster and faster I pumped my thickening cock in and out of her wet throat. She seemed to be still unaware of what was going on except that there was this enlarged hunk of meat sliding in and out of her mouth and. Barton’s office. She found Alison, Eloise and Peter already there. All four were understandably apprehensive. Mr. Barton entered the room and told them that they were all to act as live models in two art classes during the day – Rebecca and Alison with Mrs. Lockwood in the second and third period, Eloise and Peter with Mr. Hubermayer in the third and fourth. He then dismissed them. Although they had been expecting this, all four were rather nervous. Rebecca and AlisonThe young artists under. I pushed. I went in until her butt cheeks were flattened by my groin. Barb grunted. She still took my size easier than anyone else I had ever been in. She whispered, “Fuck my ass! Give it to me! I want you to cum deep in my ass so that I think it’s coming up my throat.”I was fucking her butt while Macy went to her knees to suck her roommate’s cunt. It had to be the wildest scene in which I had participated, particularly, in public.I shot a good load in Barb. When I pulled out, my cock was.