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As she spoke, something about how my scholarship and my place on the team couldn’t possibly have anything to do with this perverted old bitch’s filthy instructions flitted through my mind, but it was gone before it took root. My brain was crippled with lust and I continued to pump my cock, my eyes glued to her gorgeous pussy.As I watched, she slowly pulled a glistening finger from inside of her and slipped it into her mouth. I swear to Jesus, God and all the Saints that I almost shot my load right there, watching her tongue play over her moistened finger.I squeezed a ribbon of the clear gel across my cock like I was slapping mustard on a brat at the ballpark. Jesus, it felt good, stroking my greasy cock for her.“Am I doing it right?” I asked her, and I knew I was because her eyes were locked on my hand, sliding up and down my slick pole, and I could hear her Ataşehir Escort breathing becoming louder as she continued to play with herself, punctuated every so often by sharp little gasps as she watched me thrust my hips and stroke my aching shaft.“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes … just like that.”She leaned back in the couch and threw her legs even further apart, spreading her pussy lips with both hands and I could smell the thick, heavy scent of her wet snatch as she slipped two fingers from each hand inside herself and worked it wide open, bracing her clit between her thumbs.She sat up and scooted forward on the couch, sitting on edge of the sofa in front of me. Without even knowing it, my hand started to speed up on my cock and I could feel my nuts starting to tighten up like I was gonna blow my load.“Uh, uh, uh, Robert, Ataşehir Escort Bayan don’t you come yet,” she whispered seductively into my ear. “We’re just getting started. Take your hand from your cock.”With great and growing reluctance, I did. It stood out straight, thrusting upward, with a bead of precum glistening from the tip. She wiped it with her forefinger and brought it to her mouth. Looking me in the eye, she licked it off, leaned forward and licked my lips. Her breath smelled like sex.“Now, Robert, get on your knees, right here between my legs, and position the head of your cock at the entrance to my cunt.”I did as she said.“Now, touch the head of your cock to my cunt, just the tip. Do not put in, Robert. That is not going to happen … that’s it, just keep the tip of your greasy little cock right there.”My Escort Ataşehir piss slit touched her snatch, and she grabbed my shaft in her tiny hand and rubbed the head over her clit, looking directly into my eyes as she did it. I met her gaze and when my aching cock slid down toward her hole, I instinctively thrust forward, trying to bury it inside her.She pushed me back hard and I almost lost my balance.“Did I tell you to put your cock inside me, Robert?”“No, ma’am.”“Then why did you try? Concentrate, Robert: focus.”“Yes, ma’am.”“Alright, let’s try it again.”Once more, I placed the tip of my cock against the entrance to her hole. It was agony and ecstasy at the same time, and it was driving me fucking crazy. All I could think about was how fucking good it would feel to drive it home and fuck this crazy bitch.“Now,” she said slowly, grinding her pussy against the tip of my cock. “We’re going to start the clock. You are going to jack off for me, Robert, right here, with the head of your cock touching my cunt, at my command. When I tell you to stroke, you stroke. When I tell you to speed up, you speed up and when I tell you to stop, you damn well better stop.
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