I couldn't help myself. I began saying it over and over again as he slid his cock in and out of me. I propped myself up with my hands and he grabbed m... by the shoulders again to pull himself in deeper. I don't even know how long we fucked for, but it was at least half an hour of him pounding my ass from behind.He was kissing the back of my neck, and at the same time had his left hand wrapped around my cock stroking it with every thrust he would make. We began breathing harder and harder and I. I am very close toher as I took after her physically. I am small and slender like her. Weare also a lot alike personality wise except that my mother tries to besubservient to my father. I know it bothers her but my father has her sobrowbeat and intimidated that she doesn't fight back. Don't get me wrongmy father has not hit her, but he does tend to use a little verbalintimidation when necessary. On the sly, my mother has taught her sonsto respect and treat women better than my father does.. I have never once allowed her to be the dominant one. I shook myself before I could remember the reason for that. Opting for simply ignoring the displeasing question, I bent my head and ran my tongue along her entrance, still hot and slick from her recent climax. She had a pleasant taste, bittersweet, I suppose one would say. She shivered, her back arching. I worked my tongue into the space my fingers had only just vacated, covering her with my mouth. I looked up and found her watching me with. For a woman in her forties, Viktoriya Isakova truly was in excellent shape. Still, she had lived up to her ice queen reputation, rejecting all of my advances and never giving me an inch. "Bitch," I muttered beneath my breath.Turning at the stairs, my fellow professor shot me a cold blue stare, and I wondered for a moment whether or not she'd heard me. I smiled genially, but she turned her eyes forward and descended rapidly.I didn't believe in auspicious signs, but this hadn't been the best.
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