“Yeah, yeah. Make me yours. Make into a real woman” Sara moaned while breathing heavily. Cuevas slowly penetrated his index and middle finger into Sara’s pussy.
“Yes, yes! Keep doing that! That feels so good! Fuck me! Fuck me! Yes, yes!” she began to yell. Cuevas slipped his fingers out and put them in his mouth. Sara’s pussy tasted sooooo good. Best tasting pussy he had ever had. He then placed his throbbing cock on top of her wet pussy.
“Put it in! I want to feel you inside me! Make me yours, my love,”
Cuevas slowly pushed his dick into her small wet pussy.
“Fuck yeah, oooh, oooh, oooh, mmm, mmm. You feel soooo good inside,” he said.
“I was saving myself for you. I knew one day you would fuck me, fuck me real good! Yes! Yes!” she yelled out. Sara flipped on her stomach. She could feel him coming in from behind. Cuevas began thrusting his cock back and forth, in and out, in and out an a repeated rhythm.
Sara was already five minutes late for her next class, but she didn’t care. She was being fucked very well by the man she loved. She didn’t want this to end. She was enjoying herself very much. Cuevas laid on the table full of sweat. His cock pointed straight up. Sara bent her knees and guided his cock into her insatiable pussy. She bounced up and down repeatedly. Her small tits kept with the rhythm of her body.
“Keep going. Oh shit, I’m coming. YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, FUCK YEAH. Fuck yeah. That felt good.” yelled Sara. She got off his dick and starting sucking it again. A few seconds later, Cuevas could feel it. Five loads of cum. Right in Sara’s mouth. She didn’t bother stopping, she kept going. His juice was rolling down the side of her mouth. Sara looked so cute with her glasses on and with his rigid dick in her mouth.
Suddenly time seemed to slow down. The bell rang. It didn’t seem to stop.
“Hey, Sara. Wake up. Class is over.” Cuevas said.
Sara raised her head as the last student left the class. “I thought Mitch was the only one who slept through class.”
“I’m so sorry, Mr. Cuevas. I didn’t mean to,” she said shamefully.
“You better get to class, you’re gonna be late.”
“My next class starts in an hour. Can I stay here for awhile?” asked Sara.
“Sure, my next class starts in an two hours,”
Sara thought that it was time to make her dreams real.
THE END