" He told me.Then he unzipped his slacks and reached under my legs and lifted me up and with my wrist still secured above my head he held my legs open... and rammed his hard cock deep into my pussy. He fucked me good and finally he shot his load into me. I was cumming with him in sync to his thrusts.When he finished fucking me he lowered my legs and then he wiped my dripping pussy and said, "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue slut."I obeyed and he wiped his hand on my tongue until I had. He actually pulled off the hipster glasses. Like, who does that? Always well dressed, though, I guess it is part of the job. I couldn’t stop staring. “Grace! Get your stuff together! You have a test to take and if you dare get less than a “B” you know Mom and Dad will decrease your allowance.” I yelled to myself in my head. “One hour left,” mumbled the dapper professor. Of course, him speaking brought my train of thought all scrambled again. How long had I thought about him. A whole half an. Namitha was his girlfriend. We all went to the same college and had a great time together. I never saw Namitha in that way, but I’d be lying if I said I’ve never been jealous.I remember once when the three of us went out for dinner. I just couldn’t stop checking her out. She was wearing a sleeveless, low-neck black dress. It barely covered her thighs. I still get a boner when I think of that sight. Maybe that was the day I started lusting after her.Her dress was so tight that there was hardly. A cunt like Symphony's, young and alive and begging for his cock, just didn't come along every day. As his prick rocketed into her clenching swat, Curly could hear her gasps and the sloppy, juicy sounds of their fucking."Ahhhhhhh!" Symphony gasped, hopping a little on one foot to regain her balance. Her nipples, almost a half-inch long and very hard, rubbed against Curly and sent bolts of lust screaming through her veins. She clawed at his back and undulating ass, driving Curly to ram his prick.