Now just relax."He started rubbing the goo into my belly spreading it from side to side. He leaned over me as he did so and his enormous cock lay agai...nst my cheek. As he worked his cock rubbed against my face."Please excuse me," he said as he lay his cock over my shoulder. "It gets in the way sometimes."He worked the cream well into my boobs paying particular attention to my nipples. Oh what the fuck, this was what we came for after all. I took hold of his cock and put the knob end between my. I told Jan about my ideas I had for my first book and I was teacher and divorced. "Say Rose tomorrow I was going over to the old cave mill to paint. How would you like to join me? I'll bring a picnic lunch, you can bring a good book and we can soak up some sun while I paint. This place is beautiful," she said with excitement. "What do say?" "Well sure I guess that sounds like fun" "It's settled then. I'll come by with the boat around 11:30." We had chatted for what seemed only minutes but I. "You won't be sorry!" No, I won't," I agreed, stripping off my shirt and my shorts and my overstretched Jockeys."Fuck me!" she cried.Had she read that in one of her mother's romantic novels?"I will!" I said, but first, I did what I had been longing to do, ever since the evening before, when I'd first seen that marvelous hairy pussy. I dived between her legs and attached my open mouth there, at where I thought the Portal ought to be, if only I could see it through all that hair!"Oh, yes!" Sally. He had also connected with her on another level, their eyes meeting the moment she walked in the classroom and took her seat. Yes, she was beautiful and perhaps the fact that she was Black while he was White also enhanced her mystique, but there was an instant connection between the two, an indefinable attraction that silently bound them in a mutual admiration, each for the other.Rhonda had been just as taken with the attractive graying professor as he had been with her. Most of her classes had.