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Teacher Passes the Test, part 8, Now That's Entertainment!
Written by Shakespeare_I._ Aint
"She's still sleeping Damien. I was going to wake her up pretty soon. If you'll have a seat, I'll get her," he said persuasively. I blew him off.
"Don't bother. This won't take long. I'll just go and get this done. Be back in a few minutes. You just wait here." I gave him his marching orders. I didn't want Edwin waiting in the wings watching while I fucked his pretty little wife. I waited until he gave a slight nod of acknowledgment. I took my jacket off and handed it to him. He took it dumbly. I kicked my Nikes off, leaving them in the middle of the kitchen carpet. And I headed off to bury myself in his wife.
The bedroom door was open and I slipped in noiselessly. My Cindy's soft breathing confirmed that she was still asleep. Her small body formed gentle curves under the covers of the large bed. I crossed over to her and quietly removed my clothing. My cock was already rock hard and insistent that we move forward on this project. I pulled the covers up and slid in eagerly. My weight on the mattress woke her up and she peered groggily over at me. I wasted no time clambering atop her with my legs between hers, my erection poking at her pubis. I thrust impatiently like a schoolboy until my cock caught at the entrance to her pussy and pushed itself into her dry hole. My pretty little schoolteacher gasped in pain or discomfort. She wasn't totally dry, but she wasn't wet with primitive lust for me either. I rested there a moment feeling her little pussy gripping me. I smelled her morning breath and pulled my face away from hers. I buried my face in the pillow next to her and started to fuck her. My cock slid in and out of her just fine thanks, and the minimum lubrication sped me to my climax. My Cindy just grunted at my hard thrusts into her. My chest lay intentionally atop hers so that her big titties rubbed against me.
After one minute, I was done. I jettisoned a load of spunk into her pussy and came to a slick halt inside her, panting with my exertions. My prostate gland was spasming painfully such was the load I had pumped into her. When the discomfort subsided a bit, I pulled out of her and climbed out of bed. Her eyes followed me with an unspoken violation. She wanted to revile me for treating her like a cumbag whore. And I was glad I had fallen out of real love for her because that was just what I had treated her like. My personal cumbag.......(cont)
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