Eating A Half-Shell Clam

Even more of a thrill is having beguiled is way into a mature sophisticated woman, that was in a committed established relationship with another; For the first time, right on what would have been Miss Jinsoku’s marital bed.

“Ooohhh… ohh, gooodddeeesss… Captain… Oh, My Captain… ! …

What are you doing… ! … ? … ! …” While laying upon the white silk sheets of the California king size waterbed, Miss Jinsoku shudders from the blissful delectation flashing through her entire corporeal shell. The source is the amazing masculine mouth attaching itself to her clamshell and its nimble tongue eating her out for lunch.

Body blasting in a mind numbing glorious spasm, “Goddess… oh … ! … oh my ! … aaahhh … ! … ! … ! …” while feeding Miss Jinsoku’s sweet honey to Mister Michael Ryan. Her entire existence is bereft of anything this felicitously blissful. Even her own masturbation sessions failed to compare to the heights she is still enjoying. The idea that his tongue is more experienced than Jim’s is, seems a lot more ok with her now.

Now doubtlessly reversing the roles to Miss Jinsoku, of student and teacher now, as she understands part of what she has been missing for twenty-six orbits around Sol. Michael continues eating away at her muffin and brilliant stars burst in her mind, as she arches her vulva up as he feasts upon her ambrosia.

As Miss Jinsoku sours through the heavens, she rudimentarily feels Michael’s awful mortal coil snakes its way up her lithe and svelte body.

Prodding at the opening of Miss Jinsoku’s labia, the materia flashes before Jinsoku’s third eye, causing her to seize up with the abundant wickedness of it all. Her nether lips parting easily with their wetness.

Miss Jinsoku is about to give Michael her cherished virginity, despite promising it to another a month earlier. This obviously feels like adultery right in their bed. What is more, is that she is doing it with the man of her own dreams. She knows that Jim will be furious with anger over losing her to Michael.

It is now doubtless to Miss Jinsoku that she does want Michael to possess her. Any intention of stopping him at this point is well beyond her at this point. She wants him to claim her and give her everything she always wanted.

However, Miss Jinsoku realizes that Michael is about to fuck her brains senseless without taking any contraceptives. “Captain… I … I … ooohhh, please… I want you to… but… please … you must put on a condom!

“The next three days… most fertile… I am…” Miss Jinsoku manages to pant out. “You will… get me pregnant…”

Despite Michael’s reputation, he was always conscientious of the girls he dated. He held himself back from having sex with girls who had parents unable to monetarily take care of the child, or children in a couple cases, for their daughter.

Yet, Michael very much wants to put Miss Jinsoku in the family way. She was independently wealthy and from an old money family back in Japan. She was the woman he wants to have his children most of all. She certainly failed to be marrying that science teacher for his paycheck or pension.

This conundrum gives Michael a moment to pause at the gates of Miss Jinsoku’s virginity. His fleshy tube already parting the waves of her blood engorged and clearly aroused intimate lips. She wiggles and worms about on her bed coquettishly, unknowingly enticing him to breed her.