For this week’s ‘ass’ignment I want to know what the Moan Down on the Beach was too all of you. And yes you guessed it the person or people with the highest grade will get to sit in the news anchors chair” Mrs. Donavon scanned the class to make sure that her instructions were clear. “Now if you’ll open your books to chapter three..” Mrs. Donovan continued to talk. The through of three sparked something so primitive, so breathtakingly naughty that she couldn’t help to moan. The thought of Cy’s rock hard cock pounding in her mouth, driving every thought from her mind except pleasing his big pulsating stick of man meat. “Ohmigoddess I have to play” raced through Clarissa’s mind. “I have to jerk my self off just to the feeling of his hands bracing my head as he fucked..” still echoing in her every breath. Crossing her legs while her hand shot up, “Mrs. Donovan I.. I.. have to..” Clarissa started but Mrs. Donovan finished by pointing to the door.
Breaching the door, arms crossed holding her journalism books and notes. Her feet padded across the hallway as the image of the floor plan was laid out in her mind, “Moanroom three doors.. Ooo so deep inside my (sweat starting to trickle, hips not want to respond to movement unless it was bucking) pussy” the thought of her saying this out loud would have shamed her butt at this moment all she wanted was to plunge her fingers into her moist hole. “Must.. make it (Clarissa’s stomach beginning to knot up) to the Moanroom (clutching her books with one arm, her legs where pumping away, her other hand drifting down, caressing her kitty).. just little (her hips won, legs spread wide as her free hand flicked her clit) Ooooh fuckkk yesss..” her books went sliding, laying there on her back, panting as her hand brought her back to Cy’s cock as she tried swallow it like the girls on tv do. Tried to yell out that this cock is hers butt he hadn’t exploded like she did a million times over. Squeezing the third finger into her pussy, the moans, the bucks, “Ooo my fuckkk.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss yesssssssss..” Clarissa came hard. Bucking her hips, thrusting her pelvis as the cum dripped from her asshole. “Yesss OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk.. Mmmmmmmmm..” the feeling shifted as her nipples where being drug over the sand in short sharp jabs. “Ooo Mmmm yesss OooOoooOoooo yesss please just.. just Ooooh lick Mmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmmm creamy slit Ooooh fuckkk OooohOooohOooohOoooh (stomach going from tight to still tighter) OooohOooohOooohOoooh my fuck.. Ooo my.. (taking a deep shaky breath) my.. Ooo fuckkk” the tongue still flicking, Clarissa breathing is a myth. A spank across the ass, “(gasp) You.. Ohhh my, my..” Angie grinned, flexing her fingers as her tongue left the wet pussy, “.. fuckkk (a deep breath) Mmm Mmmm OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” as the thoughts of Moan Down at the Beach faded.
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