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SEX Fantasies

CLICK HERE for HARDCORE TEEN SEX CLUBS FRENCH MAID He paid no attention to Ayumi Matsukawa as Ayumi Matsukawa entered the room. He was used to the help being around him while he worked. He paid all of them well enough to do their work without bothering him. The maid would simply clean the room and then leave. Her perfume smelled different today, more like that of a young woman then someone who was fifty years old. This caused him to look up. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumin front of him was a very good looking woman, about 30 years old with a great body. Ayumi Matsukawa was wearing a maids outfit with a hem that allowed an ample view of Ayumi Matsukawa legs. Ayumi Matsukawa breasts were held tightly within the top which was cut to push Ayumi Matsukawa breasts up, exposing the tops of them to him. Looking at Ayumi Matsukawa, he felt his cock start to harden within his pants. "Where's Pat?" he asked. "She's sick today, sir. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi'm Ayumi Matsukawa niece, Lois. Ayumi Matsukawa asked me to fill in for Ayumi Matsukawa. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi hope you don't mind?" "No, I don't mind. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi have to stay Ayumi Matsukawae while you work though, please try not to disturb me." he said. He was thinking that he would really like was to fuck Ayumi Matsukawa instead of working. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumit was a good thing he was behind the desk. His cock was hard now, straining against the fabric of his pants. "I won't bother you sir" Ayumi Matsukawa said as she started to clean the room. There was a large wall to wall book case directly in front of his desk. With a smile, he said "there is a lot of dust on the bookcase. Please make sure you clean all of the books. You can use the ladder to reach the top." He knew Ayumi Matsukawa would have stretch to reach the top shelf. He started to look forward to seeing Ayumi Matsukawa ass as Ayumi Matsukawa stretched out while cleaning. Ayumi Matsukawa dress was too short to cover Ayumi Matsukawa while Ayumi Matsukawa was up there. She moved to the bookcase. As Ayumi Matsukawa walked, he noticed how slim Ayumi Matsukawa legs were. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumit looked like Ayumi Matsukawa used them a lot. "You have very nice legs. Do you run?" "No, sir, I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi lift weights for exercise. I do a couple of different things for my legs. My favorite type of exercise is squatting with weights on my shoulders. This helps me keep my legs in shape. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi'm glad you think they're nice." Ayumi Matsukawa knew how great Ayumi Matsukawa legs looked. She also thought of how good squatting was for Ayumi Matsukawa. Especially if there was a hot cock for Ayumi Matsukawa to squat down on. Should Ayumi Matsukawa tell him that? No, she thought. He was not paying Ayumi Matsukawa to tell him what Ayumi Matsukawa liked. He was paying Ayumi Matsukawa and he wanted her to clean the bookcase, not fuck him. She started cleaning the middle Ayumi Matsukawalves first. He was not working now. His hand was under the desk, rubbing his cock as he watched Ayumi Matsukawa. He wondered what Ayumi Matsukawa was wearing under Ayumi Matsukawa dress. He thought of the stories he had read of French Maids as he was growing up. Was Ayumi Matsukawa wearing panties? Did Ayumi Matsukawa have a garter belt on? Ayumi Matsukawa was wearing white stockings. He hoped they were not panty hose. He imagined they would be stockings, attached to a garter. He hoped for thin white silk panties, thin enough that he would be able to see the outline of Ayumi Matsukawa pussy. Looking up, he noticed that Ayumi Matsukawa was cleaning some of the higher shelves now. As Ayumi Matsukawa reached up, Ayumi Matsukawa dress moved up exposing her ass. Ayumi Matsukawa was wearing a garter belt. Underneath it was a pair of panties that left most of Ayumi Matsukawa ass uncovered. The site of her almost made his cum as he let out a slow moan. He quickly coughed and moved some papers on his desk to cover his sounds. He wondered if Ayumi Matsukawa heard him. Since she kept on working, he didn't think so. She knew what Ayumi Matsukawa was doing. Ayumi Matsukawa had dressed to capture his attention. She was sure Ayumi Matsukawa had heard him moan just now. What man wouldn't if he was looking at Ayumi Matsukawa ass. Each time Ayumi Matsukawa lifted her arms, she felt the cheeks of Ayumi Matsukawa ass being exposed. The panties Ayumi Matsukawa had on barely covered her. They disappeared between the crack of Ayumi Matsukawa ass and did not reappear again until they came to Ayumi Matsukawa pussy. Right now they were very wet in front. Ayumi Matsukawa knew he was hard. His hand had been under the desk ever since Ayumi Matsukawa entered the room. There was a mirror in the corner. He did not know that Ayumi Matsukawa could see him in it. Ayumi Matsukawa had seen him looking at Ayumi Matsukawa as Ayumi Matsukawa lifted Ayumi Matsukawa arms. Ayumi Matsukawa saw him shift in his seat. She imagined how hard his cock had gotten while looking at Ayumi Matsukawa. Ayumi Matsukawa had to find a way to get him up from the desk. Ayumi Matsukawa wanted to see the bulge in his pants. "Sir, I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi'm ready to clean the top Ayumi Matsukawalves now. Could you hold the ladder for me? I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi'm afraid it might fall.". Ayumi Matsukawa was also afraid that he might not get up since his cock was so hard. "I'm kind of busy right now, can you wait a few minutes? I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi have to finish this letter." Shit, he thought, I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi can't let Ayumi Matsukawa see me this way. "Will you please go get me a cup of coffee" he asked. That would get Ayumi Matsukawa out of the room. "I should be done by the time you get back." Damn, Ayumi Matsukawa thought as she left the room. She was getting very horny thinking of him. While Ayumi Matsukawa was waiting for the water to boil, Ayumi Matsukawa lifted Ayumi Matsukawa dress and slid her hand down inside her panties. Ayumi Matsukawa was very wet. The feeling of the wet silk cooling on the top of Ayumi Matsukawa hand and the heat from her wet pussy felt very good. Ayumi Matsukawa slid a finger down across Ayumi Matsukawa clit and buried it in her cunt. Ayumi Matsukawa leaned back against the wall and lifted Ayumi Matsukawa leg to a chair to allow her finger to slide deeper into Ayumi Matsukawa. Ayumi Matsukawa closed her eyes and imagined him fucking Ayumi Matsukawa as her finger slid in and out of her hot cunt. Ayumi Matsukawa was almost ready to cum when the coffee pot began to whistle, forcing Ayumi Matsukawa to stop. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumif Ayumi Matsukawa did not turn it off, someone else might come in and find her like this. Ayumi Matsukawa wouldn't mind if it was him, but Ayumi Matsukawa didn't know who else was in the house. Thank god Ayumi Matsukawa left the room, he thought as he got up. He had to undo his pants to move his cock around. Looking at Ayumi Matsukawa had made him so hard that his cock had become jammed in the folds of his pants. He walked around the room, breathing slowly, trying to will his cock to get soft. Just as it started to get a little softer, Ayumi Matsukawa came back into the room. "Here is your coffee, sir. There is sugar and cream on the tray." Ayumi Matsukawa thought of what type of cream Ayumi Matsukawa would like right now. "Is there anything else I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi can get for you?". "No he said, nervously picking up the coffee. You can go on cleaning." Looking at the bulge of his cock, Ayumi Matsukawa knew exactly what Ayumi Matsukawa wanted to clean. "Will you hold the ladder while I do the top Ayumi Matsukawalves?" she asked. There was no way he could evade me now, Ayumi Matsukawa thought. "Ok" he said. "But the ladder slants out too far. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi will have to stand in front of it while you are on it." Moving to the ladder, he placed himself between it and the bookcase. He held it as she started to climb. He thought Ayumi Matsukawa would only go up two or three steps, placing Ayumi Matsukawa stomach directly in front of his face. He was pleasantly surprised when Ayumi Matsukawa kept climbing until Ayumi Matsukawa pussy was directly in front of him. As Ayumi Matsukawa reached up, Ayumi Matsukawa dress rose up to expose her pussy to him. He could see that Ayumi Matsukawa was very wet. Ayumi Matsukawa was so close to his face that he could smell the sweet fragrance of Ayumi Matsukawa pussy. He had trouble holding the ladder steady as his cock created a tent in the crouch of his pants. He had to fuck this woman. She looked down and saw what was happening to him. "Are you all right sir?", Ayumi Matsukawa asked him. "Is there anything I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi can do for you?", she asked, knowing the answer. Ayumi Matsukawa moved Ayumi Matsukawa pussy closer to his face as Ayumi Matsukawa asked, "would you like to taste my pussy?". "Yes", he responded. He could think of nothing else to say. "Don't move until I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi tell you to" she told him. "If you do everything I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi say, you can fuck me. If you do not, I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi will leave and you will have to take care of your hardon in your own way. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumis that understood?" "I will do whatever you tell me if you will let me fuck you." he said. While he stood there, looking at Ayumi Matsukawa pussy, Ayumi Matsukawa reached down and pulled Ayumi Matsukawa panties up, forcing them between the lips of Ayumi Matsukawa pussy. With her hand, Ayumi Matsukawa slowly stroked the piece of silk hidden within the soft folds, parting them each time Ayumi Matsukawa fingers moved up and down. Ayumi Matsukawa was so wet, the juices seemed to be dripping out of Ayumi Matsukawa cunt. "Take your cock out of your pants, and play with it." Ayumi Matsukawa told him. Ayumi Matsukawa warned him not to cum as he started to unzip his pant and take his cock in his hand. Ayumi Matsukawa looked down as him as he slowly stroked the hot shaft of meat. Ayumi Matsukawa watched the head as it disappeared each time his hand moved the loose skin over it. Ayumi Matsukawa wondered how long he could keep it up before he came. Watching him, made Ayumi Matsukawa wetter. Ayumi Matsukawa finger found it's way behind the folds of Ayumi Matsukawa panties and into her pussy. Ayumi Matsukawa was finger fucking Ayumi Matsukawaself right in front of his. Ayumi Matsukawa made sure her finger was covered with Ayumi Matsukawa cunt juice. Taking it out of her, Ayumi Matsukawa placed it in front of him. "Would you like to taste it?" Ayumi Matsukawa asked, offering Ayumi Matsukawa finger to him. "Please" he whispered as he opened his mouth to accept Ayumi Matsukawa finger. Closing his lips around it, he tasted the sweet juice from Ayumi Matsukawa pussy. He moved his mouth back and forth, taking her finger in and then releasing it. He timed the movements to the stroking of his cock. He was losing it, forgetting where he was. His hand was moving faster and faster on his cock, pumping it, making it bigger. He continued to suck on Ayumi Matsukawa finger as he jacked himself off. She was not stopping him.. She had not planned to let him cum. Ayumi Matsukawa was going to stop him before he lost control. But watching him was turning Ayumi Matsukawa on more. While he was sucking on Ayumi Matsukawa finger, Ayumi Matsukawa moved her other hand to her pussy, burying two fingers within Ayumi Matsukawa. Ayumi Matsukawa rested against the ladder, fucking herself as Ayumi Matsukawa watched him. Ayumi Matsukawa was so hot. She knew it would not take long to get Ayumi Matsukawaself off. Watching him would only make her cum faster. Ayumi Matsukawa hoped Ayumi Matsukawa would be able to outlast him. Looking down on him, she could see that the head of his cock was pulsing with each stroke of his hand. There were already small drops of cum clinging to the small slit. His breathing was becoming fast and erratic as his hand pumped his shaft faster and faster. "I'm CUMMING" he screamed as the white liquid squirted out of his cock, pushed by the uncontrolled contractions within his body. Ayumi Matsukawa wished Ayumi Matsukawa had been in a position to take him in Ayumi Matsukawa mouth as he came. Ayumi Matsukawa wanted to taste his cum. The site of him cumming was all Ayumi Matsukawa needed to drive Ayumi Matsukawa past the point of no return. Ayumi Matsukawa finger was moving faster now, burying themselves deep in Ayumi Matsukawa hot cunt with each stroke. Ayumi Matsukawa grabbed the ladder to keep from falling just as Ayumi Matsukawa body was rocked by an orgasm. It took a moment for Ayumi Matsukawa to recover. Ayumi Matsukawa knew Ayumi Matsukawa was just starting. He had not moved from under the ladder. He stood there looking at Ayumi Matsukawa pussy which was dripping with Ayumi Matsukawa cum. He had let go of his cock, which was still semi-hard. "Did I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi tell you to stop playing with yourself?". He responded, "No, you didn't. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi came, so I thought I was done.". She screamed at him, "Your not done, until I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi say so. I want to see that thing hard again. Keeping stroking it until I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi tell you to stop. You better not cum again unless I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi tell you to." Ayumi Matsukawa was satisfied as he took his cum covered cock in his hand and slowly started to stroke it. She watched it get harder. Thinking of how it would feel inside Ayumi Matsukawa caused Ayumi Matsukawa to shiver. "Come over to this side of the ladder." Ayumi Matsukawa told him. "And don't you stop jacking off." As he moved, he said "if I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi don't stop, I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi'm going to cum again. I can't control myself. Please let me stop for just a few seconds." He didn't like being told what to do, but he found this woman exciting and he knew he would not stop unless she told him to. Ayumi Matsukawa wanted his cock in Ayumi Matsukawa mouth the next time he came. "You can stop moving your hand, but don't let go. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi want you to keep your cock hard for me." She slid Ayumi Matsukawa panties down her legs and stepped out of them without getting off the ladder. Then, Ayumi Matsukawa lifted Ayumi Matsukawa right leg up one rung on the ladder to create enough room for what Ayumi Matsukawa had in mind. "Put your head up Ayumi Matsukawae, in front of my pussy." The ladder was wide enough to allow him to rest against it. He was able to slide his head up between Ayumi Matsukawa legs, stopping with his mouth directly in front of Ayumi Matsukawa pussy. Ayumi Matsukawa cunt was wet, glistening with Ayumi Matsukawa juice. Ayumi Matsukawa scent overwhelmed him. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumif he had still been stroking his cock, he would have cum, just smelling Ayumi Matsukawa pussy. He was so close to cumming, he squeezed his cock hard to make sure he didn't. "Do you want to eat my pussy?" Ayumi Matsukawa asked him. "Would you like to fuck me with your tongue, make me cum on your face?" As he said "yes", Ayumi Matsukawa moved Ayumi Matsukawa hips forward, pinning him against the ladder, placing her pussy directly over his mouth. "Fuck me." Ayumi Matsukawa told him. "Use your tongue to get me off." Ayumi Matsukawa pussy completely covered his mouth. He could only breath through his nose. Each breath filled him with the smell of her, made it harder to control his cock. Even thought Ayumi Matsukawa told him not to, he wasn't sure he could keep himself from cumming. His cock was so hard, straining for release. He realized that his hand was stroking it again, involuntarily, bringing him closer to the moment when his cum would shoot from his hot shaft. She knew how close he was to cumming but really didn't care. The fact that he was trying to fight it was what was important to Ayumi Matsukawa. He was the type of man who thought he was always in control. Ayumi Matsukawa controlled him now. The mirrors in the room allowed Ayumi Matsukawa to see the proof of his manhood. His cock was very hard. Ayumi Matsukawa could see it twitching in his hands. Ayumi Matsukawa saw how red it had gotten when he squeezed it, trying not to cum. That he was fighting the pleasures his body craved, the pleasure her body was giving to him, was important to Ayumi Matsukawa. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumif Ayumi Matsukawa was right, he would cum again, soon. Ayumi Matsukawa knew how good Ayumi Matsukawa pussy smelled, how good it tasted. No man could control himself with Ayumi Matsukawa pussy so close to his face. Ayumi Matsukawa stopped thinking of him and concentrated on how Ayumi Matsukawa body felt as Ayumi Matsukawa felt his tongue parting the lips of Ayumi Matsukawa pussy, finding it's way inside Ayumi Matsukawa body. Ayumi Matsukawa spread her legs as far as Ayumi Matsukawa could to allow him deeper access to Ayumi Matsukawa. "Move your tongue faster, make me cum." Ayumi Matsukawa told him. Ayumi Matsukawa command made him work faster. Her pussy was completely covering his mouth. He could only breath through his nose. This caused him to take quicker, shorter breaths as his tongue darted in and out of her pussy. His hot breath fell directly on Ayumi Matsukawa clit, exciting her even more. Ayumi Matsukawa started moving Ayumi Matsukawa hips slightly, not enough to release him, just enough to let his mouth slide up and down Ayumi Matsukawa pussy. Ayumi Matsukawa movements caused his nose to slide between the soft folds of Ayumi Matsukawa pussy, rubbing her clit each time it did. Ayumi Matsukawa had to time Ayumi Matsukawaself, allowing him to breath. The feeling of Ayumi Matsukawa clit sliding under his nose was unique. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumit was pressed down, only to expand again into the opening of his nose. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumit was just like fucking him. Ayumi Matsukawa liked this. His tongue had not stopped moving. Ayumi Matsukawa was so wet that Ayumi Matsukawa juice was flowing out of Ayumi Matsukawa, directly into his mouth. Ayumi Matsukawa felt it each time as he stopped to swallow. Each time he did so, his lips closed, creating a suction on Ayumi Matsukawa pussy. Ayumi Matsukawa was close to cumming now. She was enjoying the feeling of his tongue inside Ayumi Matsukawa. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumit was just long enough to reach inside Ayumi Matsukawa pussy and touch one of the most sensitive locations in her body. He could not believe what Ayumi Matsukawa was doing. Ayumi Matsukawa was moving Ayumi Matsukawa body, completely covering his face. He had to time his breathing to Ayumi Matsukawa. He felt Ayumi Matsukawa clis sliding across his nose. Each time he breathed, he was completely overcome with the scent of Ayumi Matsukawa cunt. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumit was like inhaling pure sex. The juice from Ayumi Matsukawa cunt was flowing directly into his mouth. She tasted very good. His body, needing release was quivering, completely out of his control. His hand started stroking his cock, pumping it each time his tongue entered Ayumi Matsukawa pussy. The feeling started in his groin, a tingling that spread across his balls as the twitching of his cock increased. He had no control now, he was going to cum no matter what he did. He stroked himself faster, speeding up the flow of cum from his balls, causing his body to jerk violently as the white hot cum erupted from the end of his cock, arching up and away from his body. He was not conscious of what his tongue was doing while his body was in the grip of his own orgasm. He was brought back to reality as Ayumi Matsukawa pussy was crushed against his face and a flood of hot, sweet juice was released into his mouth. She felt the movement of his body. Ayumi Matsukawa knew he had lost control of his ability to keep from cumming. Ayumi Matsukawa watched him as his hand started moving up and down his cock. Ayumi Matsukawa hoped his hand felt as good for him as his tongue did within Ayumi Matsukawa. Ayumi Matsukawa knew how close he was to cumming. His hand was moving faster now, pushing the skin of his cock up over the head, burying it in it's own warmth. I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumit would not be much longer before she would replace his hand with Ayumi Matsukawa own hot lips. His tongue was moving faster now, ramming itself deeper into Ayumi Matsukawa pussy, matching the movements of his hand. Ayumi Matsukawa was on the verge of cumming now. She had to fight the demands Ayumi Matsukawa body was making. Ayumi Matsukawa had to hold off until he came. When she thought Ayumi Matsukawa would lose to the needs of Ayumi Matsukawa own body, she felt him tense as a stream of cum shot from his cock. His hand kept stroking his cock, pumping the white liquid from his body. This was what Ayumi Matsukawa was waiting for, actually, what Ayumi Matsukawa body was waiting for. Ayumi Matsukawa own orgasm had started from all parts of Ayumi Matsukawa body, building and concentrating all the feelings of pleasure at one point near Ayumi Matsukawa pussy. The orgasm was intense and swift as Ayumi Matsukawa crushed Ayumi Matsukawa pussy against his mouth, against his still moving tongue, releasing Ayumi Matsukawa cum to him as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed through Ayumi Matsukawa body. After the orgasms stopped and Ayumi Matsukawa breathing had returned to normal, Ayumi Matsukawa lifted Ayumi Matsukawa pussy from his face and stepped down to the floor. "Don't move" Ayumi Matsukawa told him. "I have a surprise for you." Ayumi Matsukawa reached up and undid the buttons on his shirt, kissing his chest as Ayumi Matsukawa did so. Ayumi Matsukawa had him lean forward so Ayumi Matsukawa could remove the shirt. Next, she removed his pants, exposing the full length of his cock to Ayumi Matsukawa. Reaching into the small pockets on Ayumi Matsukawa dress, Ayumi Matsukawa removed four straps. Using these, she tied his hands and feet to the ladder. Making sure he was comfortable, Ayumi Matsukawa knelt in front of him and took his cock in Ayumi Matsukawa hands. It was soft now and covered with his cum. Ayumi Matsukawa gently squeezed the soft flesh between Ayumi Matsukawa fingers, stroking it lightly as Ayumi Matsukawa did. His cock started to respond to Ayumi Matsukawa hands, twitching in them as Ayumi Matsukawa felt it starting to grow for Ayumi Matsukawa. Ayumi Matsukawa placed the tip of it against her lips and slid Ayumi Matsukawa tongue out to meet it. Turning her head sideways, Ayumi Matsukawa slid her tongue along the entire length of his shaft and under his balls. By now, he was very hard. Cupping his balls, Ayumi Matsukawa took each one in Ayumi Matsukawa mouth, sucking on them very gently. This caused him to let out a very soft moan, confirming the pleasure Ayumi Matsukawa was giving him. She moved Ayumi Matsukawa mouth back up the hot shaft while Ayumi Matsukawa continued to play with his balls. Even though he had just cum, his cock was jumping up and down each time Ayumi Matsukawa lips touched it. Ayumi Matsukawa was sure that he was very close to cumming again. This time, Ayumi Matsukawa would have his cock in Ayumi Matsukawa mouth when the cock juice squirted from him. Ayumi Matsukawa would play with him as long as Ayumi Matsukawa could, prolonging the pleasure he was feeling. Ayumi Matsukawa felt how wet her pussy was as Ayumi Matsukawa reached down to play with Ayumi Matsukawaself. Ayumi Matsukawa only needed one hand to play with his cock. Parting Ayumi Matsukawa lips, Ayumi Matsukawa took only part of his cockhead in her mouth. Ayumi Matsukawa ran Ayumi Matsukawa tongue around it and slipped it between the small slit at the end. Ayumi Matsukawa could taste the cum that was still in him from the previous orgasms. Ayumi Matsukawa thought of how good he would taste when he came in Ayumi Matsukawa mouth this time. Ayumi Matsukawa moved Ayumi Matsukawa lips down, over the smooth ridge at the base of his cockhead, sucking hard as Ayumi Matsukawa did so. Ayumi Matsukawa sucking caused his cock to grow harder in Ayumi Matsukawa mouth. Ayumi Matsukawa could feel the veins pumping the make him harder for Ayumi Matsukawa. Ayumi Matsukawa fingers were on her pussy now. Ayumi Matsukawa was moving them back and forth across the entire length of Ayumi Matsukawa pussy, starting at Ayumi Matsukawa clit, slipping in between the pink folds of skin leading to the hot receptive hole between Ayumi Matsukawa legs. Ayumi Matsukawa buried her fingers deep inside Ayumi Matsukawa cunt, wishing there was a way Ayumi Matsukawa could prolong the feeling of something sliding into Ayumi Matsukawa. When Ayumi Matsukawa could go no further, she started to slide them out, putting pressure against the top of the rippling walls as Ayumi Matsukawa did so. Ayumi Matsukawa continued to move Ayumi Matsukawa hand as her fingers came out of Ayumi Matsukawa pussy, tracing back up along the folds of her pussy lips until Ayumi Matsukawa felt the hardness of Ayumi Matsukawa clit. Ayumi Matsukawa spread her fingers slightly, allowing it to slide between them. Ayumi Matsukawa couldn't decide what felt better, something rubbing Ayumi Matsukawa clit or, sliding in and out of Ayumi Matsukawa pussy. Ayumi Matsukawa was glad Ayumi Matsukawa did not have to settle for one or the other. Right now, Ayumi Matsukawa thought, she could have both as she slid Ayumi Matsukawa hand forward to repeat the process again. Ayumi Matsukawa would continue to do this until he came. Ayumi Matsukawa knew from past experiences that the taste of his cum, filling Ayumi Matsukawa mouth, would make her cum again. She returned Ayumi Matsukawa attention to his cock. He was so close to cumming that he was trying to fuck Ayumi Matsukawa mouth. Ayumi Matsukawa bid down gently, causing him to stop. Ayumi Matsukawa was in control, Ayumi Matsukawa would make him cum when she was ready, not before. His cock tasted so good in Ayumi Matsukawa mouth. Ayumi Matsukawa moved her head forward slowly, taking his entire length in Ayumi Matsukawa mouth. Ayumi Matsukawa was glad Ayumi Matsukawa had learned how to let a cock slide down Ayumi Matsukawa throat without causing her to gag. Ayumi Matsukawa knew how great the tightness of Ayumi Matsukawa throat felt on his cock. Ayumi Matsukawa could feel the head as it throbbed in the back of Ayumi Matsukawa mouth. Opening Ayumi Matsukawa mouth further, Ayumi Matsukawa extended her tongue and licked down between his balls. As Ayumi Matsukawa started to let him slide out of Ayumi Matsukawa mouth, she used Ayumi Matsukawa lips to grasp the loose skin that surrounded him, pulling it up over the head on his cock as he slid out of Ayumi Matsukawa mouth. Ayumi Matsukawa did not let the entire length of his cock slide past Ayumi Matsukawa lips. Ayumi Matsukawa stopped moving just as Ayumi Matsukawa felt the thickness of it's head start to slide between Ayumi Matsukawa lips. When Ayumi Matsukawa felt this, she released the hold her lips had on his cock skin. Ayumi Matsukawa felt this slide out, across Ayumi Matsukawa lips as his cock stayed within Ayumi Matsukawa mouth. Ayumi Matsukawa continued sucking him this way, sometimes moving very fast, sometimes very slow. He was breathing faster now and trying to control the movement of his cock as Ayumi Matsukawa fucked him with Ayumi Matsukawa mouth. He was very close to cumming. Ayumi Matsukawa could feel the contraction within his body each time his entire cock was in Ayumi Matsukawa mouth and Ayumi Matsukawa lips were against his body. Ayumi Matsukawa had been finger fucking her self and was ready to cum. Ayumi Matsukawa had one surprise left for him. She knew he would cum when he felt what Ayumi Matsukawa was going to do to him. Reaching down to Ayumi Matsukawa pussy Ayumi Matsukawa covered her other hand with her cunt juice, making sure Ayumi Matsukawa fingers were very slippery. Ayumi Matsukawa reached up and rubbed his balls, letting Ayumi Matsukawa fingers slide behind them, toward the cheeks of his ass. Ayumi Matsukawa firmly rubbed the skin behind his balls, knowing that his cum would soon follow this path as it shot from him. Ayumi Matsukawa fingers found the hole Ayumi Matsukawa was looking for. As she pressed Ayumi Matsukawa finger against him, Ayumi Matsukawa felt his prick move violently in Ayumi Matsukawa mouth. Knowing he was very close to cumming, Ayumi Matsukawa pressed Ayumi Matsukawa finger hard against his ass, sliding it entire length inside his body as his ass tightened around it. She started moving in and out of him, timing Ayumi Matsukawa movements to both her lips on his cock and the fingers fucking Ayumi Matsukawa pussy. Ayumi Matsukawa felt him cumming even before the cum entered Ayumi Matsukawa mouth. Ayumi Matsukawa felt it with her fingers as it traveled along the inside of his body, following the trail along the underside of his cock and squirting out of him, filling Ayumi Matsukawa mouth. As Ayumi Matsukawa fought to keep his cock in Ayumi Matsukawa mouth, while swallowing his cum, Ayumi Matsukawa kept fucking him with Ayumi Matsukawa fingers. This seemed to make him cum again, as if he were having a multiple orgasm. Ayumi Matsukawa didn't care what it was, as long as Ayumi Matsukawa could feel him in Ayumi Matsukawa mouth. Her fingers had not stopped playing with Ayumi Matsukawa pussy. Ayumi Matsukawa was waiting only for him to finish before Ayumi Matsukawa allowed Ayumi Matsukawa pussy to contract tightly around Ayumi Matsukawa fingers as the flood gates of her body opened, releasing her own juices as Ayumi Matsukawa was overcome with an orgasm of Ayumi Matsukawa own. When Ayumi Matsukawa body stopped shaking, Ayumi Matsukawa stood up and released him. "I hope you enjoyed that sir" Ayumi Matsukawa said as she picked up Ayumi Matsukawa panties and retrieved the straps Ayumi Matsukawa had used to bind him. "I liked it very much, especially the surprise ending." he responded as he walked to the desk and picked up an envelope containing $500.00. Giving it to Ayumi Matsukawa, he asked, "Can you come as a teacher next week?" "Should I,Ayumi Matsukawa,Ayumi bring a ruler for bad boys?" Ayumi Matsukawa asked as she walked out the door.