Then she was gone. James leaned back, careful to avoid the puddle of ejaculate now drying on his upholstery. He took a deep breath. "That was a close call," he thought to himself, "I need to be more careful when draining women… I think I nearly killed Jess." The result of that draining was, however, incredible. James felt so invigorated, so powerful. It was difficult to contain all the energy he now possessed. Speaking of which, he turned back to the window and examined his reflection. His eyes were still a deep and unnatural shade of red. He assumed this too was a byproduct of the essence he had taken from Jessica. James made an effort to calm himself, closing his eyes and focusing on suppressing his energy. He had anal more success this time and bareback was able to control his power enough to turn his eyes back to their normal brown. With a sigh of relief, James checked the time. He had his last class in about ten minutes: Composition with Dr. Sharp. At the thought of cumshot his sexy professor, his dick stirred with new life, but he forced that lust down for appearances' sake. He considered skipping class, not wanting to lose control in public, but he had an important assignment to hand in. Besides, James had already proven to himself that he could contain his sexual energy, so with tentative confidence he made his way to class. As it turned out, this was a mistake. Controlling one's lust is all well and good in theory. But it's a totally different beast when Katherine Sharp is standing two feet away. Everyone's favorite professor was wearing a low-cut blouse, a tight pencil skirt, and heels. Her wavy auburn hair seemed to move in slow motion when she turned her head, and it took all of James' willpower twink to stop himself from jumping her, let alone restrain his aura of desire. As a result, James sat white-knuckled, eyes shut tight, as he attempted to reign in his libido. It was gays such a strain on his mind to suppress his sexual energy. "-alright? James?" a voice next to him broke through his focus, "Are you alright?" A gentle touch on his shoulder shattered his concentration, and he slowly opened his eyes. Professor Sharp's radiant face was a foot from his own. She watched him with tender concern, her delicate hand resting on his strong shoulder. When their eyes met, blood red dominated kind green, and Professor Sharp backed away slowly. Without a word, she returned to her desk, chewing her lower lip and touching her neck subconsciously. Our pounding against each other had become more violent than ever as we drove our hips together. I watched her hair tossing as her head moved up and down, her mouth was wet and hot so it didn’t take long twink before gays I had anal to say, "Kate, I'm close," but she didn't stop. I had tracked Bernie’s cruise closely for a few weeks, moving the pin every couple days. Not bareback fast. She looked away defiantly, but a telling blush crept absent-mindedly across her cheeks. My tongue darted into cumshot her folds as my anal ring stretched and stretched. Duration 10. Once the other twin was finished they left, and Gabrielle and Ginny switched partners. When she came out to the kitchen earlier, she was wearing one of my shirts. (She nodded.)