"I need a shower." Not yet." Dean pulls her up on the bed so that she is lying next to him."I feel gross," she whines."I want you to feel that way for... a while," he explains. "Let what we just did soak in." You mean what you just did to me," she corrects him."And I'm going to do it again," he assures her. She flinches at the thought but she is too tired to argue with him. Staring up at the ceiling she tries to organize her thoughts. She was just traded by her boyfriend to his best friend for an. .. than Ron's! My God! It'll tear me apart!Impatiently, Fred growled, "God damn it... what are you waiting for... ? Shove my cock into your fucking cunt... and be quick about it!"Flexing his hips downward, cradling himself deeper into the angle of her widespread, trembling thighs, he prodded his pulsing cock forward, forcing her to guide it straight into the quivering, moist hole of her cunt, the bulbose head of his lust-inflated cock spreading the tender, inner petals of her vaginal mouth, the. Another pause, and again Howard didn’t speak.Then the buzzing sound of the vibrator was back. It seemed to be at an even higher setting, if that was possible, then the big dildo again. Back and forth.“Howard… oh fuck…” was all she managed to say, before passing out in the bed.Mrs Wild smiled to herself at her work and looked across at her favourite silver dong, bathing in a beaker full of her special formula, on the operating table to her right.That would make it a special treatment for. After class in the locker room, Miss Richards was passing by her stall and she stopped to ask Afton if her ankle was okay, since she had rolled it over while playing volleyball. Afton replied, “Oh, it’s not too bad, it just hurt for a few minutes, nothing to worry about!” “Well,” Miss Richards rejoined, “I want you to come to my office for a minute so I can give it one more look.” Afton, in just her bra and panties, followed the teacher into her small cubby hole of an office at the far end of.