He moved in closer and she gripped the end of the guard's cock and moved her mouth over to the stranger's, almost curious to see how different he woul...d feel in her hungry throat. Again she sucked all the way to the back of her throat, gulped and swallowed him whole. It was now becoming almost addictive: wanking the guard whilst sucking down hard onto the eager stranger. Her head moved back to look at the two standing before her, both equally exciting. Rubbing them in unison, she felt like a. I was surprisedto see both Jorge and Wyoming Tom there. They had begged off on ourquest, citing classes they had to attend. Or at least Jorge had beggedoff. Wyoming Tom, wordless as always, had just shaken his head and left.Maybe he had a fitting for a gown or something. But now they were there,and both of them looked very worried."You got the book!" Professor Bordman exclaimed, turning away fromWyoming Tom and Jorge. "Wonderful. Now we can start to undo some of thedamage." He didn't seem. ‘My husband–soon to be ex-husband, that is–didn’t do any of these things. Not with me, at least. Oh no, it’s just been straight ahead missionary in the past.’ His eyebrows raised. ‘So then, uh, my finger, where I put it. That’s a first?’ She nodded, closing her eyes and licking her lips. She seemed to be re-living the sensations he’d given her. ‘This whole thing was a first,’ she said. ‘Your finger, standing while we did it. Being slung over the couch.’ Her head turned, her eyes opening and. She bit onto the edge of one of the stairs, my tongue flicking as deep as it could within her anal walls. A muted scream and grunt came from Candyce as torrent after torrent of juices started flowing from her gaping canal. I let her orgasm drain out for a bit as she lay on the stairs in spasms of ecstasy. A faint whimper escaped her mouth as she heaved in short breaths. After a brief moment, I pulled her up by her hair. Your jobs not done, whore. I said as I flung her over and around as she.