I attempt at putting another finger in, but it is too painful and draws away from the pleasure. Whining internally I pull it back out and focus on my ...clit. I begin drawing lazy circles around it, silently enjoying the light waves of pleasure it causes. I need more intensity, and I cannot hold myself back. I press harder and gasp in shock, it surprises me every time as the pleasure overfills me. Closing the laptop I lay flat on my back and close my eyes.I imagine every scene of the story. Ahhhhhh ueeeeee…. Phir mene ek jhatka or lagaya to pura lund ander gya to bhabhi boli….tiger mat dalo….me mar gyi….ahhhh ueeeee to me unko.lip kiss krne lga or bhabhi ka derd shant hone k bad mene shot lagane shuru kr diya…. Bhabhi awaze nikalne lagi….ah ah ah ah ue ue ue or tez tiger or tez….ahhhhhh ueeeee phad do aj meri chut….ahhhh ahhhh….Phir bhabhi ko 15 mint tak chodne k bad me jhadne wala tha to bhabhi se bola k me a rha hu…. Bhabhi boli me bhi jhadne wali hu….tum mere hi ander jhad. He bit his lower lip due to the pain and pleasure he craved and received.After removing his shirt, he felt her begin to unfasten his belt and pants. She gripped his firm and throbbing cock in one hand while she helped him step out of his pants, shoes, and socks. He reached for her head to direct her mouth to his shaft when he felt her move her hand to his sack pulling it, making him wince. “No touching, Daddy,” Lisa cooed, “I know you like to be pulled like that don’t you Daddy?”“Yes,” he said. I squeezed softly as I felt the great amount of tension in her muscles. I had great difficulties believing my Spanish teacher would allow me to caress her in her own classroom, even with the door locked. She was clearly infatuated with me, so I decided to move along to see how far she would allow me to go. Slowly and softly I massaged her shoulders as if to tell her to relax. I slowly began to slide my hands down her upper-arms as they rested on the desk. I continued to rub my teacher’s arms.