again.
“Luci,” he moans a warning. “You’re going to make me come.”
“Keep rubbing against me! Like that!” I pant, feeling his rod so stiff against my aching clit has me falling over the edge. “I’m going to come again!” I practically bite down on his ear.
“Oh god,” he grunts, just as my legs extend out, shaking. “I’m coming!”
He’s now meeting my thrusts with power, no longer gently pushing against me. His cock slams into me as my body is shoved into the stone, over and over again.
“Take it!” I hear him whisper through my orgasm as each extension of his cock coincides with a low grunt. I feel the wetness as it soaks through both our clothing.
“Keep coming!” I order him. “I need to feel you keep coming!”
“Uhhhh!” He grunts again as his cock thrashes wildly against me. “Fuck, it’s good! Yeah! Keep rubbing your cunt against me. Uh!”
“Ah!” I bite down on his shoulder to keep from wailing.
“That’s it! Uh!” His speed is unrelenting. “Come again for me, Luci! Come on! I’m gonna make that pussy come again!”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah!” I thrust my hips as we both rub out another orgasm.
“Ohhhhh I feel another load coming!” His hand grabs my hair. “You want more of my come?” I nod, and he gives one final thrust, holding me tightly, pushing me into the wall. “There we go,” he groans, as more of his liquid oozes through his pants, mixing our juices together. “There we go,” he repeats quietly.
When his throbbing finally subsides, he lets out a small laugh.
“By the way, happy early Valentine’s Day,” he whispers.
“Yeah, you too.” I pant.
“What’s with you always making me come in my pants?” He shakes his head while setting me back down on the ground.
“I don’t know,” I hesitate, realizing what we just did.
“I’m sorry,” his hands cradle my face. “Please don’t regret this.”
I offer him a half smile, because as much as I want to, I don’t.
He backs away, and I give myself over, smoothing out the fabric of my dress. While it’s a little wrinkled, it isn’t stained or ruined, but Josh’s apparel is another story.
“I have other pants upstairs,” he says. “Do you want to come?”
“Yeah, okay,” I sigh, following him as we make our way back to the other side of the building. “This place has an upstairs?”
“Yeah, there are hotel rooms here.” We round the corner and he holds the door open for me as we step inside. “This place is absurd.”
“Wow,” I follow him into the stately building, through the ornately decorated lobby, and towards the large curved staircase.
“Luci?” I turn around mid-step, coming face to face with my old English teacher. I turn back to Josh, who is still facing the other way, three steps up, unable to turn around because of his stain.
“Sorry,” he whispers.
“What’s she going to say to me?” I ask, and he just shakes his head.
I descend the stairs, going back to the lobby, while Josh continues up.
“Hi, Ms. Harrington,” I offer a small smile. “Congratulations!”
“You can call me Deb now,” she smiles kindly. “We’re not in school anymore.”
“Right…” I laugh.
“Is there something going on between you and my brother?” She’s blunt, but not in an unfriendly way.
“No,” I attempt to hide my lie. “We’re actually,” I laugh. “We’re sort of friends now, I guess?”
“Friends?” It’s obvious she doesn’t believe me.
“Yeah,” I nod, believing the lie. “He helped me get a student teaching position at the school. I start the week after next.”
There we go, not a total lie.
“Babe?” A male voice booms.
“In here!” Deb responds, just as a tall, handsome man walks in. “Luci, this is my fiancé Matt. Matt, this is one of my past students, Luci.”
“Hi,” I reach out and shake his hand. “Congratulations.”
“Is she not the best teacher?” He smiles, his white teeth looking almost too perfect.
“Yeah,
“Luci,” he moans a warning. “You’re going to make me come.”
“Keep rubbing against me! Like that!” I pant, feeling his rod so stiff against my aching clit has me falling over the edge. “I’m going to come again!” I practically bite down on his ear.
“Oh god,” he grunts, just as my legs extend out, shaking. “I’m coming!”
He’s now meeting my thrusts with power, no longer gently pushing against me. His cock slams into me as my body is shoved into the stone, over and over again.
“Take it!” I hear him whisper through my orgasm as each extension of his cock coincides with a low grunt. I feel the wetness as it soaks through both our clothing.
“Keep coming!” I order him. “I need to feel you keep coming!”
“Uhhhh!” He grunts again as his cock thrashes wildly against me. “Fuck, it’s good! Yeah! Keep rubbing your cunt against me. Uh!”
“Ah!” I bite down on his shoulder to keep from wailing.
“That’s it! Uh!” His speed is unrelenting. “Come again for me, Luci! Come on! I’m gonna make that pussy come again!”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah!” I thrust my hips as we both rub out another orgasm.
“Ohhhhh I feel another load coming!” His hand grabs my hair. “You want more of my come?” I nod, and he gives one final thrust, holding me tightly, pushing me into the wall. “There we go,” he groans, as more of his liquid oozes through his pants, mixing our juices together. “There we go,” he repeats quietly.
When his throbbing finally subsides, he lets out a small laugh.
“By the way, happy early Valentine’s Day,” he whispers.
“Yeah, you too.” I pant.
“What’s with you always making me come in my pants?” He shakes his head while setting me back down on the ground.
“I don’t know,” I hesitate, realizing what we just did.
“I’m sorry,” his hands cradle my face. “Please don’t regret this.”
I offer him a half smile, because as much as I want to, I don’t.
He backs away, and I give myself over, smoothing out the fabric of my dress. While it’s a little wrinkled, it isn’t stained or ruined, but Josh’s apparel is another story.
“I have other pants upstairs,” he says. “Do you want to come?”
“Yeah, okay,” I sigh, following him as we make our way back to the other side of the building. “This place has an upstairs?”
“Yeah, there are hotel rooms here.” We round the corner and he holds the door open for me as we step inside. “This place is absurd.”
“Wow,” I follow him into the stately building, through the ornately decorated lobby, and towards the large curved staircase.
“Luci?” I turn around mid-step, coming face to face with my old English teacher. I turn back to Josh, who is still facing the other way, three steps up, unable to turn around because of his stain.
“Sorry,” he whispers.
“What’s she going to say to me?” I ask, and he just shakes his head.
I descend the stairs, going back to the lobby, while Josh continues up.
“Hi, Ms. Harrington,” I offer a small smile. “Congratulations!”
“You can call me Deb now,” she smiles kindly. “We’re not in school anymore.”
“Right…” I laugh.
“Is there something going on between you and my brother?” She’s blunt, but not in an unfriendly way.
“No,” I attempt to hide my lie. “We’re actually,” I laugh. “We’re sort of friends now, I guess?”
“Friends?” It’s obvious she doesn’t believe me.
“Yeah,” I nod, believing the lie. “He helped me get a student teaching position at the school. I start the week after next.”
There we go, not a total lie.
“Babe?” A male voice booms.
“In here!” Deb responds, just as a tall, handsome man walks in. “Luci, this is my fiancé Matt. Matt, this is one of my past students, Luci.”
“Hi,” I reach out and shake his hand. “Congratulations.”
“Is she not the best teacher?” He smiles, his white teeth looking almost too perfect.
“Yeah,
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