She sat on the edge of the bed and inhaled the sweet smell of sex in the small room. There was no doubt she was a bad girl to be so shameless and she ...hoped that she would meet a gentleman who would set her on the right road to happiness and away from the road to perdition.Her father was the only man to view and use her posterior in such a manner except for Professor Longfellow at the university. The professor was much taken with her ability to take a proper caning far better than some of his. I hesitated, but then held her face and started kissing her passionately.After about 10-15 minutes, we broke the kiss. “I know a place,” she told me and guided me to an old abandoned room in her society. It was hot and she was sweating. I hugged her tightly. Our heartbeats were in sync. I licked her neck, tasted her sweat, and bit her tightly.“Aahhhhhhh..you asshole, why did you bite me” she exclaimed.“To show everyone that you’re mine, and mine alone” I replied. And kissed her again, with. “I’m gonna come,” she said breathlessly. I pulled my finger out and she gasped, a slightly confused look on her pretty face. I smiled and lowered my head. I ran my tongue up and down the sides of her slit, then twirled it around her engorged clit. She moaned louder this time. I alternated, clit to lips and back again until my whole face was glazed in her juices. “Oh, God, yes!” she cried. Her stomach tensed, and I raised my head. “What the actual fuck?!” she screamed. I stripped off my. He'd reached the point of losing control over his climax. A half-dozen times he'd barely been able to force it back, and he knew he could never do it again! He stared downward at where his lead-hard cock was plunging furiously in and out of her now almost drenched little pussy, concentrating on the feel of the tight, pink folds of raw flesh clasping and clinging to his rampaging cock he was thrusting with jack-hammer force into her. Oh, Christ, it was too much!In one last desperate effort, he.