She was tense as evidenced by the veins in her neck. Her mind was blank with pleasure. “Tell me.” “I’m cumming. Oh God, I’m cumming.” I ...new that, obviously, but wanted to hear her say it. I wanted to make her say it. After she came I told her it was my turn and told her, “Tell me to cum in you.” I started thrusting deeply. “Yes, cum in me. Cum in me.” I felt a wave of pleasure hit, and I knew I just spurted deep inside my neighbor’s box. More waves and I imagined each one squirting love. Closing his textbook, Arthur reached down to retrieve his bookbag from the floor. As he did so Professor O’Brien placed a hand on Arthur’s leg dangerously close to his crotch. “Not you Arthur. We’re past time for a talk.”Arthur waited for the last of his fellow students to leave the classroom before he spoke up. “You’re not Professor O’Brien are you?” It was more of a statement than a question.“Hmm. Let’s reason that out, shall we? Do I look like Professor O’Brien?”“Yes.”“Do I sound like. We never got involved in that way. Why, we never even kissed! And..." She couldn't bring herself to tell him about the night in the parking lot, and her voice trailed off.Jerome reached across the table and touching her hands as a gesture of support, he asked, "And?" before adding, "You know you can trust me, Bonnie."Bonnie slowly nodded her head, and swallowing hard, she told him of her night out with Shelly, but her voice trailed off again before she could tell him that James had gone down on. He didn't hesitate, he grabbed my hair and pulled my head into his cock, then began to rhythmically fuck my mouth, sometimes making me gag but he didn't stop, he just kept fucking my mouth.After about 5 minutes of his cock abusing my mouth and throat, his cock grew and I knew I was in for a huge load of my son's hot cum and I was right. He lunged forward and his cock went down my throat he held my head while his cum shot straight down my throat. He came for what seemed like 5 minutes and I.