Flashback: exactly one year ago today. You were my English Lit professor and I, your rapt student. I knew that I absolutely wanted your cock inside me the first day you walked into that classroom. And, I was determined to do whatever I could do get my hands on it - whether you liked it or not.I sat at the front of the class. Hip-hugging black, A-line skirt, red tank top, strappy sandals. Short, wavy hair lightly tousled a...

there is something about a wet pussy. something about the way the wetness wraps itself around your fingers, the way it smoothly coats your skin. there is something about a wet pussy. something about the way the wetness swells pussy lips, engorging them with juice that thickens and thickens, as your desire grows and grows. there is something about a convulsing wet pussy.it starts out innocently enough... the slightest twit...