She wasn't a partner in this. She was a fuckhole - an object. Just a convenient place to put a load of hot cum that I had been carrying all day.She mo...ned loudly, she was okay with her lot, she just wanted me to push my hardness further up into her belly. She could feel her ass spread open; feel her mouth open and gasping for air; feel her cunt spread for my entry. She didn't care what hole I used for my pleasure, just as long as I used one of them. She closed her eyes and her mind blew open. I did enjoy it because it almost always gave me stronger orgasms.When my summer was almost over and time to leave was rapidly approaching I had a day with Lisa. What a difference between her gentleness and T.J.’s rough, hard fucking. I loved both. Polar opposite in style and substance but both so enjoyable. Her waxing salon had left me so soft. I had thanked her many times.When we were in the pool that day, relaxing after a tender session of passionate orgasm giving, I asked her if she and T.J.. You haven’t had your surprise yet. Don’t you fuckin’ cum.”Jason had the coach kneel next to the bench. Smiling, he smacked the coach on the mouth with his cock, and then rubbed it all over the older man’s face.Will leaned close to my ear. “The coach was always the aggressor. He did shit like this to so many of his jocks. He’s been doing it to Jason for the past couple years. But we figured he really always wanted it to happen to him.”Baxter laughed, whacking his cock even faster. “Looks like we. She nearly fell out of the cot thrusting her pussy forward as if to get my entire body into her vagina. I knew she was reaching climax and orgasm. In a few seconds, she went limp. Soon, I released my yoga technique and within a few more thrusts, I too climaxed pumping my warm milk into her.Suddenly I became worried if it would cause pregnancy to her. I took my cock out and considered giving a deep douche to her vagina to wash out my seminal fluid. As I took my cock out, I noticed it smeared.