Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 61

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Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 61

I place my hands on the back of Professor Jane’s head, I
m0an deeply as her lips stretch around the
bulbous head of my d!ckson, and then slide partway down my
shaft. My m0an triggers a small orgasm in the
mature teacher, and I enjoy the s£nsat!ons her
m0an!ng is causing along my rod.
I have seen a few blue film’s( thats how Nigerian dudes call X-rated movies) where someone is
being dominant, and while I don’t think I can do
the whole whips and chains thing, I think I might
be able to do the rest.
I used all my strenght to kick off my shoes as Cr7 kicks a shot at goal, and then my pants, while I
use my hands to guide her mouth up and down
my shaft.

She looks so s*xy** in her white lacy br*a and
matching p@anties, my large roos*ter (thats the modification of Cockk on NL) distending her
lips and cheeks as she tries to swallow as much
of it as she can. I lean over her, and unsnap her
bra, freeing her two large Twins from their lacy
prison. Her nip*ples are large and hard, and her
bre*asts only sag a little, despite their large size.

Remembering something else I’d seen in a Blue films,

and hoping that my new strength is up to it, I
bend over and to the side of Professor Jane,
wrap my arms around her waist, and she looks
at me in confusion. I heave, and she squeals, as I
spin her upside down and bring her p@nty-
covered crotch to my mouth.
She m0ans as my lips touch her already wet
p@anties, and I feel her warm wet mouth engulf
my John thomas once more, and her arms wind around
my legs. I nibble and lick her covered crotch,
eliciting m0ans from her, as she sU-Cks some
bliss-filled sounds from me as well.

She really knows how to give head, and I feel
myself coming close, but I don’t want it to end
yet, so I pull her up some more, then gently turn
her, and set her back upright on the floor. I yank
her p@anties down, before lifting her back up and
setting her on the desk. I’m truly enjoying my
new strength, and what it’s allowing me to do.

Pulling her legs apart, I’m now able to dive my
face into her pvssy, and taste her juices as they
pour from her honey pot. She digs her heals into
my back, as I attack her labia and cl!t with my
lips, teeth, and tongue, crying out her pleasure at
what I’m doing to her. She has a small patch of
brown hair that slightly tickles my nose, but I’m
enjoying this too much to care.

Soon enough, she starts coming, and my mouth
is flooded with her juices. Much more than I think
is normal, and I look up at her in confusion,
some of her Pour-flow dribbling off my chin.
“Professor Jane, I believe you just squirted,”
I tell her with glee.
“Call me Janet,” she says, but I just look back to
her pvssy. I step to her side, and slip my two
middle fingers into her honey prison vigorously rubbing in a
back and forth motion against the top wall. Sure
enough, after a few frantic seconds of this, she is
cumming again, her juices arcing away from her
desk, and splashing the floor in front of the first
row of seats. Her body is shuddering violently in
the throes of her squirting orgasm.

Thank you
Blue film, for teaching me that technique.

By this point, I’m dying to get into this hot older
woman, and I hope that there has been enough
of a break that I won’t blow my load right away.

As I place the tip of my pricck at her opening, I
hear Janet sU-Ck in a fearful breath.
“I—I don’t
think that will fit. . . It’s too big.”
I smile, as I rub the head of my granite hard d!ckson
up and down her sopping slit. I then start to push
forward, only to pull back, before I feel any
pressure against my John thomas. Janet m0ans in
frustration, but I have to keep playing the
confidence game (atleast she was the one that initiated the word).

I repeat the action a couple more times, each
eliciting frustrated noises from the professor.
” Janet do
you want this?” I ask, and she nods eagerly.
” I
can’t hear you,” I state, using the same tone she’d
used with me earlier.
“Yes,” she whimpers.
“Yes, what?” I ask her, wanting her to tell me
how badly she wants my cocck.
“Yes, master!”
Master? That’s unexpected.
“Your
slave wants her master’s d!ckk to pulverize her
cu*nt. Your slave wants to be split in two by that
monster d!ckk of yours. Fvck her, master. Make
your slave the happiest slave on earth, and fvck her!”
I’m stunned by this sudden switch in behavior
for only a moment, and then before I can say Kwaraption (Buhari’s tune), she gets hold of my d!ckson, and i command again,
“Then take it, and put it inside
your Vine yard.”
She eagerly reaches for my member, gripping
my rod, and pulls me towards her small flower.
She rubs my head against her slick v.hole a few
times, m0an!ng as she does so, lubricating my
cocck, before wrapping her legs around my waist
and pulling me hard towards her. All fear about
my size must have been lost in her lust and
desire for me.