She clearly needs some special comfort

The sight of the two mature women squirming on your desk, raising their rumps as you finger their sodden pussies already has your cock straining in your pants. Marcia's breathless demand is all the invitation you need to have you unzipping and dropping your khakis to the floor. Keeping two fingers buried in Helen's cunt, you step behind Marcia and press the tip between her thighs, rubbing it against her drenched and swollen labia.

"Oh God! That's what I need! He's going to do it Helen! He's going to fuck me!" Marcia whines excitedly, pulling her friend into another hungry kiss as you start to impale her. She wriggles her hips, desperate to have you inside her, but you take her slowly, letting her feel every bit of you sliding into her wet and greedy pussy.

Helen is whimpering excitedly into Marcia's mouth, her own rump writhing as you probe her with your fingers, the scent of the two mothers filling your nostrils with their fecund heat.

"Oh Give it To Me!" Marcia begs. "Don't Torment Me! Just Pound it Into Me! Oh God I'm Going Insane!" You ignore her pleas, taking pleasure in her begging whimpers as you continue to take your time, slowly easing your meat into her overheated cunt.

"Miss Marshall...she never comforted us...like that..." Helen gasps. "I want comfort too! Comfort me with your cock too! Please Dean!"

"He's doing me first!" Marcia groans as you sink deeper into her ripe body. "He's taking me first you horny bitch! Me first! Oh God Me First! So Big! Oh Fuck You're So Fat and Thick! Slam it into me!"

You're unable to delay any longer, and with an growl of conquest, you sheathe yourself in her quivering body, feeling her wet cunt grasp your length like a vice. She's not as taut or tight as the students you've sampled, or young Monica, or the Headmistress you can't get out of your head, but she's damn fine, and she has incredible muscle control. Her cunt squeezes and milks you as you start to pump, her muscles seeming to ripple as she massages you with each thrust into her shuddering body.

"Oh God That's Comforting!" she groans, "So Fucking Comforting!" Helen pulls her into another long wet kiss, her own pussy flowing with nectar as your fingers explore her folds.

"Come for him Marcia!" Helen gasps urgently. "Come on his cock! So he can comfort me too! Oh Fuck I need comforting!"

"Oh Yes! Yes! Right There! Don't Stop! Don't Stop!" Marcia wails, bucking under you. "I'm Right There! Right There! Oh God Keep Going! Oh...Oh...OH FUCKING GOD YESSSSSSSSSSSS!" Her body shudders and convulses as her orgasm rages, her cunt squeezing and milking you as she writhes and slaps at the desk in a frenzy, her face flushed and shining as she gasps out her bliss.