Yes Professor

I was just waking up as I felt her hand brushing across my thigh, she knew every morning I woke with morning wood and she enjoyed starting my day of the right way. The back of her fingernail ran along my shaft, up and down, she knew I loved long fingernails, feeling them running over my body and in particular my shaft. Today she was in a teasing mood, her nail ran along one side of my groin, under my balls, back along the other and then across them, tracing around each one. Eventually she took my balls in her hand, gently pulling and massaging me. God she had me rock hard and twitching without even touching my cock, she knew exactly where and how to touch me for maximum arousal, it was all part of the special connection we have. I move my hand toward her but she stopped me, this morning it's only me, I smiled, I knew from past experiences that tonight she'll be insatiably horny and I'll be fucking her every way possible and then some. I just laid back and enjoyed her plea

Chapter 6 Lilith laid on the floor, her vagina still steadily dribbling Emmett's cum out onto the bathroom floor. Her abyssal eyes leered up at him as he kneeled beside her. She slowly came back down to reality, though her limbs continued to twitch every so often from the aftershock of Emmett's onslaught. "So is that it? Are you all... like, powered-up now?" Emmett pressed, not really sure what question to be asking at this point. Lilith continued to glare at him. "What the fuck was that?" "What?" Emmett's expression scrunched up in confusion. Lilith slowly sat herself up. "You... just started fucking the hell out of me!" "So? I thought that was what you wanted?" "No! I just wanted you to..." she made a jerking-off motion with her hand. "...just jack off! Or just cum after I blew you!" "Well, this was faster." "That's debatable." "Uh..." Emmett was lost for words, scrat

Friday The next morning I woke up to an empty bed. It took me a moment to get my bearings. This bed was wider than mine, had too many pillows, the blanket was the wrong colour and the mattress was definitely far too soft. An initial moment of panic was followed by Cindy coming out of the bathroom drying her hair - otherwise completely bare to the world. That threw me for another complete loop, making me achingly aware of my morning glory, but also reminded me of where I was. "Morn-yawn-ing" I managed blearily. "Good morning sleepy head," Cindy replied, sounding hurried. "I'm sorry, I've got to run, I'll be late for my lecture as it is..." Distractedly she threw on a blouse, skirt and a jacket, leaned over the bed and gave me a mouth-watering kiss. "The keys are on the table there," she said pointing, "I'll see you in the library then." And with that she was gone out the door. I got up slowly, took a shower - using Cind

Daron crushed his can of beer with an amused smirk as the birthday boy struggled to even hold onto his. Kyle was having more than a little trouble staying in his lawn chair as well. "Last man standing, huh?" Daron turned to see Kyle's blonde mom standing in the sliding glass door and shaking her head. She was the cool Mom who let them have drinking parties and kept the other parents from finding out about it. She was of the opinion that if eighteen made you an adult, then you should be able to drink. Daron nodded, and tried not to look at her boobs, which wasn't easy. They were huge, and the blue top she was wearing only seemed to emphasize them. The rest of her wasn't bad either. She had nice legs, which her shorts showed off to good effect. She was over forty, but Dotty was still hot. A genuine Milf. "I suppose I should put him to bed," Dotty said. "I should really let him pass out in the chair and wake up in the morning soaked with dew." &