Eat Her Pussy

Sam was ready to fuck, but if his goal was to please a corrupt admissions official, he needed to be a little submissive and put her needs first. He got down on his knees and grabbed "Mrs. Smith's" thighs, bring her wet slit right up to his face. He quickly, aggressively flicked his tongue back and forth across the outer lips of her snatch, before sticking his tongue deeper into her pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, Mr. Turner," she said, staying in character. "I see all that extra prep work you've been doing has paid off!" She put her hand on his head and lightly pushed his face into crotch. He kept up the technique, stimulating every bit of her opening inch by inch. He could tell, based on her sopping wet cunt, that this wasn't just an act. The grinding might have been for show, but she was having a good time. He ran his tongue up and down her labia, always making sure to spend an extra second to play with her clit when he reached the top. Eventually, he started to work two fingers into her pussy so he could more attention directly on clit. He started slow, but quickly found himself pumping his fingers in and out of her as he licked and sucked her clit.

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck I'm going to cummmmm," she cried. "Stick your finger in my ass!" Sam rolled her back a bit, quickly sucked the middle finger on his other hand, then jammed it up the big booty milf's asshole. It was really tight and he was worried that maybe he pushed too hard for a second... And then she squirted on his face.

"Fuckkkkkkkkkkk meeeeeeeeeeeeeee! AHHHHHHHHHH!" Even Sam felt like she was making a bit of a show of it, but he had to admit it felt good to make a woman cum like that. His cock started throbbing too, though, he needed to fuck pretty bad at this point.

"Fuck me! Fuck my ass!" Mrs. Smith was in heat now. This scene was a roller coaster and Sam just had to ride the wave. He rose to his feet and slid his huge, throbbing cock across the Pawg Milf's pussy lips, illiciting a groan.

"I thought I told you to fuck my ASS, fuckboy!" She grunted, somehow moaning and staring daggers at him at the same time.

"Don't worry, Ma'am," Sam said. "I just wanted to lube up a bit before I..."

"NOWWWWWWW," She screamed at him.

"Yes, ma'am," he said as he quickly lodged the head of his truly humongous foot-long dong into her backside. Her ass was incredibly tight, but somehow managed to accommodate nearly half his cock on entry. Most women, even experienced anal milfs, needed a little prep before they could handle him. But Mrs. Smith--or, more accurately, Ms. LaTouche--did not need any warm. He started pounding, wailing on her ass, to show his enthusiasm and match the ferocity of her screams.

Soon after, the pitch of those screams gradually rose as they turned from angry yelling to wails of pleasure from a thoroughly satisfied butt slut. "Oh my god! Your cock feels so goooood in my ass. I love young, hung studs that know how to pound it. Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass! Harder Harder!" The harder he fucked her, the more she talked, screamed, moaned and craved an even deeper dicking. He put one leg on the chair to get a higher, deeper angle, slamming his full length into her, then slowing pulling it out.

"God you are going to be such a good student!" Mrs. Smith suddenly recalled what they were doing in the first place. "I bet you get a 4.0 GPA in college, then get in law school, business school, medical school! With a cock like that you could anythhhhhhhinnnnnngggggggggg!" Right at that last word, a torrent of juices erupted from Mrs. Smith's pussy as Sam hit the magic spot deep inside her. She came like a jackpot slot machine, and her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head.

Mrs. Smith's ass gave Sam a vice-like squeeze, too, which suddenly threatened to bring him over the edge. He pulled out his cock, aimed it at her tits, and gave it a stroke. It only took one, and Sam's impressive load exploded all over Mrs. Smith. Her tits were glazed, of course, but streaks of thick, white baby batter smeared her stomach, her arms, her neck, her face, her hair, and all over the desk.

"That was a good start, Mr. Turner," Mrs. Smith said, looking down the table at Sam. "You've got a bright future, so long as you study hard and fuck me like that every day until you get the big envelope."