I’m a guy. Eighty or fifteen. I respond to things like that. I responded to Beca. I was shocked still, though, when she pulled my hand inside her co...t to her breast. It was ... not quite a handful. I mean, a nice puff on her chest capped by a very hard little nipple that I could feel right through her lightweight bra and blouse. “Beca?” I gasped as I reflexively squeezed her little nubbin between my fingers. She Frenched me a little deeper and then pulled away.“Now you’ve felt the breasts of. “Can I help you with that?” Jill asked, “Mr. Smith cut you off from his dick?” “No, he didn’t”, Cassie defended her headmaster and lover with gusto. Before she could get out any more, she gasped as the large toy entered her tight pussy filling it to its largest capacity yet. “Good girl”, Jill cooed, “take this big cock bitch”. Jill started thrusting the vibrator in and out of her with a mix of arousal and vengefulness most commonly found in make-up sex. Cassie spread her legs wider and tried to. She led him to the bed and laid him back. For the longest moment, all she could do was stare at him. “Am I still ugly to you?” he asked.She could see the vulnerability in his vibrant electric-blue eyes. It touched deep into her soul. “You never were.” He closed his eyes in an expression of relief. “I love you, Luci. Don’t ever forget that.” “Don’t ever let me forget, Davariel.”He reached for her, but when she reached for his stiff cock, he grabbed her hand with a whimper. His prick ached so. She pushed me and I fell back, crashing down on the desk. My pants, boxers wrapped around my ankles which left me struggling to put my feet down, tied together.She crawled on top, as she straddled my waist. Reaching under, she grabbed my cock and placed it in position, then plunged down onto it.I groaned, "Ughh", where she slammed down hard, the sound of her ass smashing against my thighs. My cock deep inside her gaping wet cunt.She placed her palms on my chest, where she began to ride me. Up.