All Chapters of Spoiled By Him : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

CHAPTER 7 His hands tighten on my breasts and as I start to move with him his lips start kissing back and forth over my shoulders and neck. Suddenly I'm glad I have short hair so it doesn't interfere too much. He's kneading me now, and every time he closes his hand my nipples get squeezed just a little, not really hard, but it makes them aching hard! I hear him moan and I'm glad, because I'm moaning too, in time with his hands and his hips that are all moving together. My hips are really rocking, pushing my ass back hard, and his cock is almost buried between my cheeks and I hope it feels as good for him as it does me. But I'm betting it's even better for him because I feel him shudder, his hands shaking on my breasts even as his fingers tighten more. "Ohhhhhhhhhh baby," he gasps. I know he's reached the point where he needs to be taken care of again, and I can't wait. I've already decided just how, to see if he likes it, "cuz I know I will. I gently pull away and roll o

Damn, this is gonna be good! I start pumping my hips hard, almost lifting off the bed, but he just fucks me a little harder, keeping up that maddeningly irresistible rhythm and he's got me squirming and moaning, pulling at my nipples. This time we go on a little longer and suddenly he picks up the pace just a little bit, ramming his cock into me. OHHHHHHHHH FUCK!!! This time I go off like a roman candle, as another orgasm slams through me without warning, and I grab the sheet, bucking and twisting under him. I think, "This must be it," and it takes me a long time to get through it, panting and gasping, staring at him. My body is covered with sweat, and I feel like I've been to the gym, but there he is, slowly stroking in and out, full length, and not a sign of moisture on him. And as soon as I relax and lie back under him again he picks up the pace once more. But this time, he leans forward over me, putting his hands by my sides, and really starts ramming into me. He goes ri

I sit down on his face, letting him bury his tongue in me as I inhale in the head of his dick and suck hard. Both of us are moaning and gasping, and I hope he's thirsty, because I know my cream is just running out of me. That tongue inside me, swirling and poking is driving me crazy, and I jam my head down on him, sucking hard and bobbing fast. His hips start rolling, lifting to my mouth, and I use that to just go all the way down as he thrusts. I jam my lips against his groin, and find I can get the tip of my tongue out enough to lick his balls. He jumps and gasps, then moans as my tongue gently plays with his sac and balls. He retaliates by running his tongue up between my swollen lips and finding my engorged clit. He makes little circles with the tip of his tongue, then suddenly grinds down hard on it, and it's my turn to moan and gasp. After a breath, I tighten my lips around the base of his cock and start bobbing up and down with short fast strokes, my tongue runn

Jessica quickened the motion as she began thrusting her hips forward. Her body turned warm and her breath felt husky as her sensation increased. Warm liquids rushed from her body. She moaned louder unable to contain the excitement as quick rushes of air expelled from her mouth. She moved the shaft more rapidly as the water beaded down her and the toy pulsated intensely. She pushed it as deep as she could, filling her entire canal with rotating pleasures. Suddenly, an explosion of intense sensation filled her lower body as met her climax. Her body convulsed sending rapid excitement throughout her. Her toes curled and her muscles contracted. She let out a satisfying grunt with each convulsion. Her heart quickened and she became limp, exhaustion setting in. Jessica returned the shower head to its place feeling the weight of her arms. The water slowed to a drip as she turned the knobs silencing the shower. She climbed out and patted herself dry convulsing silently as she touched her n

"Can I have everyone's attention; please...We need to go over a few things before we get on our way. So, just bear with me a moment." Mr. Emerson stood at the front of the classroom looking over everyone as he spoke. Jessica watched him from the back of the room as he placed himself in front of the class delivering his notorious speech of rules and regulations. He looked identical to what the idle teacher persona you would read or see in magazines. At least to her, he always did. She had tried to picture him on a normal day off but found it difficult to imagine. He had been her advisor and instructor for almost two years and he generally looked the same every year. The door to classroom closed with a thundering noise causing every students heads to turn. It was Cherry. She always had a way with making an entrance. She was usually late for things and always the last person to arrive. "Ahh, Ms. Davis! How wonderful it is for you to grace us with your presence. Please, take a sea