We both move past each other in rhythmic grace. Sure, I get horny. I’m horny right now actually. I am a woman after all with needs. I get an itch an...d I am the only one who knows how to scratch it. Tim never did master how to make me cum. I make my way into the sterile white bathroom and shut the door behind me. Staring at myself in the mirror, I begin to envision a summer day when I was a much younger version of myself. My hair was auburn red, before Tim asked me to dye it. My eyes still had. My pussy was juicy from sucking his cock, so that helped, but I was sooo tight I didn't know how he would get his big rod into me. He finger fucked me for at least an hour, stretching and prodding into my tiny pussy, finally getting two fingers into me and spreading them so I would open up for him. My daddy's cock was full size again by then. He said, "I don't think my cock is going to go in there yet, let me try something else.". He reached into the night stand and brought out three dildos,. With that long chestnut hair of hers, those beautiful brown eyes, those BIG tits and her newly-toned legs, she was going to be beating them off with a stick. Boy, if I was her, would I make some people sweat it for calling ME ‘Tubby Tanner’. She was now stone-cold FINE. I went to Home Room and turns out, Mister Sim was out sick, so Miss DuValle was filling in. I recently found out she also has a Masters in English Lit. I wish I could be like her. She’s elegant, but there’s this air of. I'm going to try and put it in now. If it hurts then tell me and I'll stop straight away"He had barely finished the sentence when I felt the throb of his dick pressed against by hole. Squashing it's way past my muscles and delving into my moist insides. There was pain, as I had expected but it was nothing that couldn't be hidden by groans of pleasure eminating from both our lips. Evidently this felt as good, if not better, for Derek than it did for me. After several minutes of Derek thrusting.