He did this a few times. Fucking the tight cleavage of my cheeks. After a few moments of this he pressed a little harder as it touched my opening. Eac...h time I felt it touch me there, I would press back a little. He would always pull back just before entering me. Such wonderful teasing was driving me absolutely nuts. Then suddenly I felt his grip tighten and he plowed into me.The moment I felt his tip violently enter me, I flooded the front for my shorts with cum. I pumped rope after rope of hot. “Show me your tits,” Mrs. Morris finally said.“Okay,” Elise replied as she flashed her breasts once again.Mrs. Morris's eyes went wide at the beautiful sight in front of her. She was what you would call a closet lesbian. She was married and still had sex with her husband a few times a year, but it was more of a chore for her than anything. She'd had more than a few lesbian affairs with students at the college.“I thought you said you wouldn't show me?” Mrs. Morris asked.“I uh… I don't know why I. As I follow you up the stairs, I can see you’re wearing nothing under your skirt. My bulge is getting bigger by the second. You show me the toilet that is giving you grief and I set my tools down and start to work.It is very hot in this upstairs bedroom and I ask if the AC is working. You say, no, you don’t have any AC. You will open the bedroom windows. The curtains are closed on the windows and you open one up fairly wide. You try to open the second one but are struggling with it. Finally, it. Good!"Between a radiologist that thought sixteen was the same age as six, and the interminable number of X-rays, cat and pet scans, and other scans, I spent three hours getting photographed. By the time I finally got to put my clothes back on and see Doctor Phaisal, I was hungry, grumpy, frustrated, and short tempered.And he knew it."Kevin, I know this is not fun, neither is the news I'm going to share with you, so if you think you're in a bad mood now, wait a couple of minutes." That got all.