Fuck Cynthia in the pussy
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Suddenly, Cynthia throws you back into your chair. She undoes her bottom thong and climbs on top of you. Your lips lock furiously once more as your hands explore the other's bodies. Your hands clutch to her large tits, steadily moving towards her back. Your tongues delve into each other's throats as your tits press together. | Suddenly, Cynthia throws you back into your chair. She undoes her bottom thong and climbs on top of you. Your lips lock furiously once more as your hands explore the other's bodies. Your hands clutch to her large tits, steadily moving towards her back. Your tongues delve into each other's throats as your tits press together. | ||
- | Sensation grips your body as Cynthia pales herself onto you thick penis. "Oh, fuck," | + | Sensation grips your body as Cynthia pales herself onto you thick penis. "Oh, fuck," the load moan escapes your mouth. |
Cynthia smiles, "You'll be saying more than that, Ms. D." She begins to move up and down your long shaft. She's obviously in control. You thrust upward, trying to keep as much of you inside her pussy. The empty office is filled with moans of pleasure and skin slapping. The two of you continue for many minutes until you feel yourself approaching orgasm. You use all of your conscience to force yourself to break contact witch Cynthia. Suddenly, cum shoots straight up, hitting your squished breasts. Cynthia looks rather disappointed. | Cynthia smiles, "You'll be saying more than that, Ms. D." She begins to move up and down your long shaft. She's obviously in control. You thrust upward, trying to keep as much of you inside her pussy. The empty office is filled with moans of pleasure and skin slapping. The two of you continue for many minutes until you feel yourself approaching orgasm. You use all of your conscience to force yourself to break contact witch Cynthia. Suddenly, cum shoots straight up, hitting your squished breasts. Cynthia looks rather disappointed. | ||
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"Sorry, Cynthia," you say between you exhausted breath, "don't want to get you pregnant." | "Sorry, Cynthia," you say between you exhausted breath, "don't want to get you pregnant." | ||
- | "It's ok, Ms. D," she assures you, clearly tired as well, "I'll tell my mom to get me the | + | "It's ok, Ms. D," she assures you, clearly tired as well, "I'll tell my mom to get me the pill, then..." She smiles seductively. |
"She won't be suspicious?" | "She won't be suspicious?" | ||
- | "She thinks I have a boyfriend | + | "She thinks I have a boyfriend so it wouldn't surprise her." |
"You don't have a boyfriend?" | "You don't have a boyfriend?" | ||
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"How does this compare to them?" You smile. | "How does this compare to them?" You smile. | ||
- | " | + | "Unrivaled," she states. |
Soon, you have clothed and said goodbye. Cynthia promises to stop by again, obviously for more one on one training. You prepare to head home. | Soon, you have clothed and said goodbye. Cynthia promises to stop by again, obviously for more one on one training. You prepare to head home. |
Current revision as of 06:17, 22 December 2016
Suddenly, Cynthia throws you back into your chair. She undoes her bottom thong and climbs on top of you. Your lips lock furiously once more as your hands explore the other's bodies. Your hands clutch to her large tits, steadily moving towards her back. Your tongues delve into each other's throats as your tits press together.
Sensation grips your body as Cynthia pales herself onto you thick penis. "Oh, fuck," the load moan escapes your mouth.
Cynthia smiles, "You'll be saying more than that, Ms. D." She begins to move up and down your long shaft. She's obviously in control. You thrust upward, trying to keep as much of you inside her pussy. The empty office is filled with moans of pleasure and skin slapping. The two of you continue for many minutes until you feel yourself approaching orgasm. You use all of your conscience to force yourself to break contact witch Cynthia. Suddenly, cum shoots straight up, hitting your squished breasts. Cynthia looks rather disappointed.
"Sorry, Cynthia," you say between you exhausted breath, "don't want to get you pregnant."
"It's ok, Ms. D," she assures you, clearly tired as well, "I'll tell my mom to get me the pill, then..." She smiles seductively.
"She won't be suspicious?"
"She thinks I have a boyfriend so it wouldn't surprise her."
"You don't have a boyfriend?"
"No, but I have gone over to some of the guys' house for, you know."
"How does this compare to them?" You smile.
"Unrivaled," she states.
Soon, you have clothed and said goodbye. Cynthia promises to stop by again, obviously for more one on one training. You prepare to head home.
As you arrive home, you see...
Your smoking hot roommate bent over
Your ice cream ready to be eaten
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