I don’t like talking about sex or masturbation. I keep to myself that way. And it’s not like I’m a horrible looking guy. I’m 6 foot tall, 200 ...ounds. I used to play basketball and football in middle school and freshman year. But eventually I realized that I wasn’t going to be able to get any kind of scholarships in them and needed to focus on my grades. Sports didn’t respect the time needed for homework, projects, and studying for students like my taking advanced courses. I was taking 5 AP. "Aaaahfuucccckk!" she heard Brad grunt as he filled her mouth right back to her tonsils... and then just a little beyond them. Her gag reflex was almost triggered by the contact of cocktip against the back of her throat. She dug her fingernails into the sides of his thighs and Brad immediately pulled back until just his head was in her mouth. She leaned her face back and saw an upside down Brad looking down at her."Sorry, Brenda... I'll be good from now on... just let me fuck your pretty mouth. “No, I don’t think so,” she said, smiling so big her dimples were showing.“Punkin ... I am ready to answer those questions now,” a voice came from the living room.We walked into the room. Her dad sat back down, looking at the sports section.She cleared her throat, too loudly.“Yes, dear – it works for your mother as well. Go ahead.”Becky started, “Mr. Knowles, we are doing a Research project, and we have a series of questions to ask you. If there’s anything you don’t want to answer, it’s OK.”“Go. The prospect of a heafty bonus made my cock extra hard as I pulled Rupa below me and proceeded to fuck her in a missionary style. Oohhh! I went Rupa as sensations started to overtake her. She humped her hips upwards as I pounded down into her aaahhh! Rupa hung on to my neck with her arms as she hit her orgasm. I’m coming and the she stiffened and then went limb. I too came shortly after and we lay cuddled up in post coital bliss our combined juices made a mess of the sheets. Slowly I pulled.