“God!” I screamed unknowingly at the first contact of his c**k parting my southern lips and making its way inside. Maybe it should have hurt, I thought it was supposed to. But the wetness already on his c**k, and the precum leaking out of him, coupled with the rushing waterfall between my own legs... made for a smooth and painless entry.
I could feel my thighs beginning to burn from holding the half squat. And yet I was afraid to lower any farther – I’d felt how large his c**k was! Big! And I wasn’t sure how all of that would manage to fit itself into my tight, unsoiled p***y.
“Yes, you clean that dirty thing, Claudia. Sit down! Sit your f*****g ass down and clean my c**k!” Dr. Thorpe began to shout madly.
My legs continued to burn and ache, yet I couldn’t bear to descend even a millime
