“Fifty-five!” she exclaimed. A girl sitting in front of us turned around and frowned meaningfully at us. Isabel raised her hands apologetically, t...hen shuffled closer to me and whispered. “Fifty-five is terrible! How did that happen?”“I don’t know,” I replied, feeling myself starting to tear up. “I thought I was doing so well in this class!”“Well maybe you missed something? I don’t know,” said Isabel.At the front of the class, the professor cleared his throat. “If those towards the back could. I brought my ass up and I tried to stretch her tiny pussy with my meat.After some minutes I flipped Priya over onto her back. I pushed her legs her chest and I fed her my cock. I had my dick buried as far as it would go. I never heard a woman crying out and begging for cock like Priya was doing.“Fuck me Uncle Nishanth!” She kept telling me.I pushed into her tunnel as far as I could. I was sure my dick was deep inside her belly. We fucked for a long time that night. I was starting to run out of. . punching Marianne in her triple-chin... all alternatives seemed equally humiliating and career-ending so she swallowed her pride and swallowed a dick.Allison felt completely out of her element. She just closed her eyes and opened her mouth until a warm flesh slug was placed on her tongue. The taste of extra saline sweat was almost enough to make her throw up. She closed her lips around the base only because she thought that was the last action she'd had to perform to fulfill her obligation.. Getting bolder by the second, he steadied his nerves as his hands neared his mother's ass.The first touch was electric. It caused Manya to shiver with ecstasy, shiver with delight and trigger a new wave of orgasms. It also forged yet another connection between mother and son. It was perhaps an epiphany that went off in Deen's mind, perhaps it was the touch that gave him the courage to say what he said next."Mom" he whispered gently."Yes Deen" moaned Manya in response."Promise me", he.