I wanted him to fuck my throat, to shoot his sperm straight into my stomach. And he did. He came like he never had before. I could feel his cum squirt...ing in long ropes from his cock and coating my throat. I could feel his cock swell and relax, swell and relax, repeatedly. I swallowed hard, his cockhead still behind my tonsils, my swallowing massaging the soft mushroom, coaxing the last drop from within him. He fell against the headboard and I was trapped beneath him, his cock pressing deeper. I reached down and grabbed the shaft, feeling the heat of it. I slid my hand towards his balls, and cupped them...rolling them around in my hand as Keon moaned into my mouth.He suddenly broke our embrace, and dragged me deeper into his house. I half-registered the obviously feminine decor in the master bedroom as we went straight into a bathroom. I felt a brief pang of jealousy, as I wondered who Keon’s woman might be.I didn’t dwell long, because we entered an opulent bathroom, and as Keon. She had never dated a senior, either, and she really didn't know what to expect or do. She knew that she was enjoying his attention and his kisses, so she allowed his hand to remain. After a minute, Ron began to draw circles on her breast, around and around her nipple. She could feel it becoming hard and she began to feel something else stirring inside her, something that she did not recognize.Ron began to unbutton her blouse, pulling it free of her skirt. Why, today, she had chosen to wear a. Soon Amy's knickers were exposed to the unknown assailant. Amy was not even sure if it was a man or a woman, though the actions strongly indicated that it was a man.The surprisingly gentle hands left Amy momentarily, and then she felt something cold and hard on her hip, slipping under the band of her knickers. Amy heard a snip, then felt the loosening around her waist. Another snip on the other hip and her knickers fell to the floor."You'd better stop right now!" Amy cried. She knew that she.