“I could threaten you with the fisting and some morepainful persuasion, but this defiance is at a muchlower level than when you attacked me, so ...I’ll use agentler form of coercion,” she said, lowering herlegs. “I have the controls for the penis pump and hedildo vibrator in my hands. Before, I just turned themonto a low level so you would get continuous pleasureand ongoing orgasms while you were pleasuring me.“But now I’m going to turn the levels of suction. I knew by her tone that she meant ever word, so I pulled the elastic down till it was strapped in standing straight up. As I pulled the zipper up I remembered the time I got it caught half way and was screaming in pain. She felt sorry for me, made me stop crying and to this day she tells that story to her friends. So I zipped up, ran out side and turned on the bullshit. As soon as I saw her I screamed that I got it caught in the zipper again and by the look on her face I knew she wasn't buying. He pushed my head down onto the pillow giving him easy access to my wet pink slit. I felt the head of his cock slide along my slick opening rubbing along my swollen clit. I began to move my hips wishing he would slip his manhood into me then I felt the sting of his hand as he smacked my ass. "Not until I say." He said reminding me. Then I felt the pressure of his large cock parting my lips slowly working its way into my neglected pussy. He was giving me slow shallow thrust only giving me a few. She wanted to swallow it all. She imagined some of it dripping out of her mouth, down to her breasts. She imagined herself rubbing his cum into her nipples, and then licking it off. She loved to masturbate to her Professor Tom fantasies. She had recently bought herself an 8 inch long dildo. It was thick and felt so good going in. When she used it, she imagined it was his cock entering her. It felt glorious and filled her completely. She would rub it against her clit, put it in her mouth, in.