----------------------------------------------------------I groan as I start to wake up. I was having such a great dream about my history teacher. I c...ould feel the heat radiating between my legs as I recall the dream. I was at school and Kelly had met me in the classroom. She had suddenly stripped off all of her clothes and was only clad in what I knew as a strap on. She pinned me over her desk and shafted me hard and rough with the dildo, bringing me to a wonderful orgasm. It was oddly. I want to feel you inside me. Please don’t make me beg anymore. The girl ran her fingers along her slit as her eyes begged and her body yearned to please her father.”Kayla used her fingers to massage her most sensitive spot on her body. Her natural wetness caused her moan as she flicked the small hood of her clit. She gently used her fingers knowing that her little vibrator would be the one to bring her to climax.She pulled her hand from her pussy and fumbled on the bed until she found her. “Can I fuck you then” I asked ,her answer was still no. I was now starting to get pissed ,should I just pull her off me and bend her over the table and fuck her . Should I go ahead and hold her head and empty my load deep in her throat . I wasn’t close to cumming now so I tried again “come on let me fuck your tight pussy. Let me make you cum I want to hear you crying as you orgasm on my cock” I said . When she again said no and she let go of my cock that was it.”Well fuck you then, you can go. He had woken just two days previously and everything had been right with the world. He had been a successful lawyer, with a big house and a hefty bank balance. And he had just spent the night making love to a stunningly beautiful young woman. Despite the fact that she was not his girlfriend he had hoped to see her again. But not nearly as soon as he did.He saw her face reflected in the car window. He still found it nearly impossible to believe it was now his. He had been in the bathroom.