He closed his eyes, feeling the pull of that memory, unaware of his hands going to Michelle’s throat. He didn’t hear Tina’s shouts or curses, or... feel Michelle’s hands digging into his skin, tearing at the meat on the back of his hands as her face turned red and then purple, her eyes starting to bulge. All he saw was that perfect face with the red ribbon in her satiny sweep of brunette hair. His cock throbbed in his pants, pushing desperately against the zipped that held it bound. His hands. I can’t believe he blew a load in his pants just from touching my ass, she though as her wet pussy pulsed with desire.“Aww. Did I make you do that, Mr. M?” She teased.Mr. Montgomery was so startled that he fell over inside the stall, his pants and underwear dropping around his ankles. Amber was soaking wet at the sight of his cock. He was thick, veiny, and uncircumcised, nothing like the tiny high school dicks she fucked.Mr. Montgumary recovered from his fall and sat himself on the toilet.. By this point I’m dying to have you inside of me, but my shyness keeps me from saying so. I’ve always been the type of person who waits for the other person to make a move. As if you were reading my mind you reach down and gently rub your cock up and down my slit, getting it wet for easy penetration. You place the head at my entrance, look into my eyes, and say, “Are you ready, my love?” “I’ve been ready since the moment we met, Baby.”I can feel you slowly enter me, bit by. There was something about his tone that shouted this was no routine request. “I’ve been thinking about your behavior at the lake, Jenny, and I decided not to wait til Saturday.” He stared at me for a moment, as if waiting for me to disagree. He had certainly taken me by surprise, but I wasn’t about to object. However, I was a bit nervous because I didn’t feel the least bit in control the way I had so far on Saturday nights. For the first time I noticed that he’d placed a sawhorse a few feet.