She let her fingers drift to her pussy again, glancing up to see if he noticed. He didn't seem to, and her heart sank a little. The bell rang. "Alrig...t, have your papers on the relations between pressure gradients and fluid velocities for me tomorrow. And for God's sake, don't just copy and paste from Wikipedia." Everyone laughed. Jessica grabbed her bag and headed for her last class. She was sitting in the back, so she was almost last to leave. She went to open the door. "Ms. Allen." She. Others followed.For centuries, water from the stream had rushed below the statue through an opening worn in the limestone bedrock. The opening had partially filled with plants and insects that exuded exotic juices, magic forest elixirs that combined to form a strong potion. Mixed with water from the stream, it accumulated in a hollow bladder below the statue’s penis.As Beth began to bounce up and down on the wooden cock, the pressure of her weight on the statue’s thighs compressed the bladder. You gently unbuttoning my blouse and then forcefully, primitively flinging it open to hungrily devour my aching nipples. Feeling you so thick and so hard, and throbbing so powerfully against my hand down your pants, made my heart beat fast and took my breath away. Your hand pushing my skirt up to my waist and then slipping your long, slender fingers down into the top of my panties, stroking my bush. You slipping one, then two, and finally THREE of your long, thin fingers into my hunger! Mmmmmm,. ...when that incredible person is on her back and you are witness to some guy, who is not you, more than likely someone you've known less than an a couple of hours, is driving himself deep into her cunt.You watch her face as he lets his penis touch her pussy lips and then slowly move in...(Jodi always whispers to her lovers “Slow... please go slow”) You sweep back her hair as she pushes her head into the pillow. You hear her moans of sheer pleasure as his cock rubs up against her clit. You.