Keep fucking with Miss Hastings

Miss Hastings was extremely flustered; it didn't take a mind reader to notice; I wasn't going to stop the fun here it was just getting good. She thought about how her pussy was getting soaked, and this wasn't the right time. The more she tried to stop her own thoughts of her friend; the more she craved them.

I wanted to get a little more personal with Miss Hastings; I put the thought of her giving me great head in her mind. Her expression became stiff, then began to lighten up to... a smile? This was gonna be fun.

I put her on her knees; her right hand caressing my balls, while she rubbed her clit. While she was thinking this, she was blushing; I wonder if she likes cock. I then made her lick my around my head, then down my throbbing cock, and up again. She then put her lips on my head and kissed it. While she thought this she was licking her lips staring right at me; it turned me on in an instant as well. I made her take my head in her mouth then go a bit deep, had her stop; lick around me for a bit more. The she took as much as she could until she gagged. In her thoughts I **** her mouth deeper onto my cock, gagging she went deeper and deeper. The deep throating made her look shocked; she tried to repress the thoughts, but she was weak; she enjoyed them too much.