The professor strode over to Jeremy’s side and I looked at both of them. Our professor only came to Jeremy’s shoulder and he handed him the microp...hone. ‘Okay, Jeremy,’ the professor started. ‘I, and the class, too, want to see the correct kissing technique we saw earlier today in the video. Do you know how to do that?’ ‘Yes,’ he said right away. I couldn’t help the blush as I regarded the Adonis again. How experienced was he? Judging by his arrogance, he’d gotten around, and knew his shit about. Then I would get out my measuring tape and see who went the furthest. There could be two variations, the long-spurt and the high-spurt. The high-spurt would be where they stand individually in front of my completely nude body and see how high up it they can splat me with their spunk." Vanessa collapsed in a giggling heap when she saw me cum with such force that the first of several jets of hot liquid hit me squarely in the face. "Yuck," I said, wiping it off with the back of my hand. "Serves. She’d talked of this before, her wish to surrender herself like this, to the mercies of those fueled only by their dark lust. He grinned at me, nodding as he saw recognition in my eyes of the truth. “She sat upon a bar stool and spread her legs, showing off her smoothly shaved cunt, licking her lips, her eyes full of desire, moaning like a whore as we starched her over the stool and hiked up her skirts, taking turns with her.” Shocked, I simply watched my beloved Rapunzel service him,. If you would like to find out more about her then can I suggest you try my other stories.Now on to my story. Stacy and I had both booked a week of work together to do some stuff about the house like decorating and spring cleaning and as usual Stacy was her usual slutty self. She would parade about the house naked during the day and even answered the door to the postman in only her knickers. All this was making Stacy really horny and one morning at breakfast she asked me if I would like to go a.