1. FUCKING PROFESSOR GIVEN


    Date: 2/22/2016, Categories: Fiction, Author: cyrano, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    do her justice; she was airbrush flawless. I wanted to pull out my dick right then and start beating off. She started off kissing the professor and reassuring her, relaxing her with every caress. My pulse picked up watching her work. "Yeah, Jill," I said softly. This is why I insisted on you. You're a master. I could tell from the video you get off on the power. You know you're in absolute control. She doesn't even care that I'm in the room anymore. I bet you could get this bitch off in Times Square." As I egged her on, admiring her work, she picked up the pace. I'd guessed right about Jill being an exhibitionist. She was really getting off on a live audience. "Look how you've got her squirming." The sucking and licking sounds were pounding in my ears. "She's over fifty and you've got her as dripping wet as a blushing teenager. Goddamn! girl you're good." Jill lifted her head up from between the professor's thighs, her face coated with sweat and pussy. She was looking me right in the eye. "Work that bitch," I commanded as she shoved her fingers into the professors pussy. Our eyes locked as she worked prof. Given's g-spot. "On my life, I've never seen anybody as good as you." The professor started mumbling something and started jerking. She was in a full blown orgasm. I removed my clothes and stood there naked, my dick at full staff, staring at Jill. The professor had stopped shaking but was still breathing heavily. I grabbed my dick and started stroking it. "You want to touch ...
    it, Jill?" "No!" the professor protested. "Shut the fuck up! In fact, I don't even want you looking over here. Turn around and put you're ass in the air." After she complied, I was shocked at how beautiful her ass was; It was a smooth as a teenagers. The only mar being an unruly bush running up the crack of her ass. "It's okay, Jill. I'm not putting a move on you. Haven't you ever wondered what it would feel like to have one of these between your legs? It's okay. Come on." She was beside me know. she reached down and tentatively wrapped her hand around my dick. It jumped at her touch. "You feel the blood pumping through it? Go ahead get a good grip. Yeah. You want know why men act the way we do? It's that. The feeling of power surging through our dicks. The anticipation of plowing something like that." I motioned to the professor's ass in front of us. I know you feel passion for that pussy, but wouldn't you, just once, like to fuck that bitch 'til her eyes roll back in her head?" Jill was now jerking my dick like it was her own. Well, have a seat, Jill," I said tossing my head toward the chair. "It's showtime." "Oh, shit!" I exclaimed as I thrust deep into prof. Given's cunt. "Jill you did a great job. This bitch is soaking wet." I grabbed the professor's hair at the nape of her neck. "Does this remind you of daddy? Huh? Or was it uncle Joe?" The tears starting streaming down her face. "What tore you up more: the monster ripping into you, or the feelings of pleasure rippling ...