For a few minutes and multiple thrusts he stroked in and out just a bit. But the moment she seemed to adjust and accept it he once again held hard onto her head and pushed hard and deep and this time held there. Again her eyes shot wide open and she felt herself gag and she reached up in panic grabbing hold of his forearms trying to get him to let go so she could pull back but he held hard onto her head and kept his cock deep in her mouth. Eventually she coughed up more fluids and when she did he quickly pulled his cock free from her mouth and the fluids followed his cock out of her mouth and spilled down onto her body. She was so focused on coughing and gagging that she didn't notice he was rapidly stroking his cock as she finally stopped spitting up fluids his cock began to squirt shot after shot of cum onto her face, hair and then breasts. He shot six streams of cum and then let a few last drops drip onto her as he grunted with pleasure. He then pushed his cock to her lips one more time and at first she did not want to open for it but he slapped each cheek a few times until she opened her lips and let him push in again. His cock quickly returned to flaccid but he wanted to make sure she at least got a taste of the fluids. Tears again began to stream down her cheeks and he pulled his cock free of her mouth, placed his hand on her shoulder turning her back towards the mirror and said, "You're just a dirty, shower filthy worthless slut. Your only redeeming quality is your ability to milk cum from a cock." It took a moment before she looked up at the mirror and saw her body naked except for the small black panties. She looked disgusting with the cum and fluids all over her face and body. She couldn't stop crying and he enjoyed watching her misery. He slowly tugged his underwear and pants back up, buttoned and zipped the fly and buckled his belt but never took his eyes off the reflection of her kneeling covered in cum, saliva and other fluids. He delighted at the look of terror and humiliation in her face and how even her posture communicated surrender. He waited there several minutes delighting in the fact she waited for him to maybe do more but he after watching her break down for several minutes he told her, "Go clean up" and turned and walked out of the room. He walked back into the living room knowing they had just started the day, sat in his recliner and thought how much controlling and degrading another person like this was the most exciting thing he had ever done. Delivery.. > It had been a slow night, summertime was slow enough for pizza delivery, but when delivering to a hotel tips where even worse. I moved real out of my parents house right after graduation and my teacher's salary didn't cover all the bills so I had a weekend job delivering for Papa teen John's. I was surprised by the name on the delivery slip as Wendy R. at room 240, The Hilton amateur Garden. Mrs. R had been my guidance counselor, during my freshmen year at State college, rumor had it she was an easy lay for the jocks, of which I was not. I was surprised by the fact she was staying at the Hilton, when she only lived 20 miles away. During college I had gone from a tall out of shape kid to a "ripped" grad student after slimming down and building muscle definition, at the gym which led to my teaching physical education to a bunch of teenie boppers at a small high school. > > > It was almost 9pm when I pulled into the parking lot at the Hilton, I parked my car and grabbed the pizza bag and headed to the elevators. I walked off the elevator turned right and went down to the last door on the right, and knocked twice. I almost dropped the pizza when Wendy opened the door, she was wearing a black push-up bra and garter belt, with white stockings. I couldn't help but notice her nice tits and trimmed pussy, all that was left was a small tuft of hair above her slit. > > > She smiled and asked me to come in, she stepped back as I walked thru the door, letting the door close behind her, she asked for the total and I was tempted to say "free" but went ahead and said Thirteen dollars and twenty-seven cents. Wendy said, "I forgot to bring my wallet up from the car, could we work out a trade for the food." I told her to wait a minute, as I called the store to tell them I had a flat and would be late returning to the store, Wendy threesome was rubbing my crotch while I used my middle finger to caress her slit. His head slowly nestled between her labia, and he suddenly threw his hips forward with one violent thrust, his throbbing shaft impaling her to the hilt in one motion. Misty real gave Mollie a warm hug as her demeanour changed. Since Ashley had married, she would only fantasize sex with other men, especially those that once fucked her. She had stayed with them while we were in Houston and knew them very teen well. I shuddered as I nibbled on her clit. Synthia could feel his arm, smooth and shower cold to the touch, shifting against her own arm as she let him lead her from threesome the bar. He lifted her up a little, his groin just grazing the top of her ass. And it smelled YUMMY! She was his friend but her grandfather was his lover; amateur the man he needed. “Yeah, sure, you did. Editing Reality She collapsed into their arms.