“Just like I'm about to adorable give my love and passion to this virgin!” The crowd exploded in cheers. People waved flags and brandished signs with my face, or my spurting cock, on them. I shuddered tight as I guided Katrina to the podium. The virgin shivered beside me, her body flushed from her orgasm, her spicy cream adorning my lips. I licked them, loving the taste. It was such a wondrous experience to enjoy this treat. My heart thudded in my chest. My girl-dick ached as she bent over and slipped into the podium. It was shaped to let her rest bent over like she was kneeling over a desk about to be fucked by her naughty futa-professor. I have no idea why that popped into my head. Maybe I should have been a teacher, molding all those nubile coeds into my naughty whores. “It's student time to bless Katrina's womb with my baby,” I said, pressing my girl-dick against her pussy, Hardcore “just like I'm going to bless America with progress. With success. With such freedom and joy for all.” The crowd clapped, girlfriend eager for it. I maneuvered my girl-cock, sliding through Katrina's silky bush, brushing the hot folds of her pussy. I found her hymen, that thin membrane separating me from burying into her untouched depths. It was such a treat. I couldn't believe I got to experience this. I was just so lucky. It was just so incredible. With my supporters watching me, I thrust forward. Her hymen stretched and stretched. I heard her whimpers echoing out of the podium. Then she gasped as her cherry popped. My girl-cock slid into her untouched depths. We both moaned as I slid into her pussy. Her silky walls stretched and stretched to accommodate my futa-dick. “Daddy, I thought I told you to stay in Jill’s makeup chair. “Our knowledge is scant, and our evidence is nonexistent.” I replied, “We’re operating on projection and theory. My pussy girlfriend milked him dry while my orgasm screamed to its heights. The Hispanic girl had small breasts, slender and taller than her adorable White friend, her skin a Hardcore lovely shade of golden-brown. I'm staring at the naked lady as she stuffs her tits into a lacy pushup bra. “Where to, Dee?” I asked with a smile forming on my lips at the prospect of tight finally getting to fuck her again. A shudder ran through me. “Well, uh...” I flushed. I hope I didn’t frighten him away. She opened her eyes, looking at me shocked. There was actually more to the story. She blushed and was about to say something when I hear, “She is ONLY 2 years older than me and I am NOT a baby.” After they all rested for a few minutes, Carly and the rest of the girls kicked Zane out of the room. It would be the trifecta of erotic kisses. That is proven by the way he does student not feel jealous or possessive.