DAVID TUTORS A STUDENT, PT.2

I looked deep into her eyes and said, “tonight, you are all mine. I’m going to do whatever I want to you, do you understand?”

“Ooooh, Mr. Roberts, I understand. Me and my body are yours tonight,” she said. I brought my right hand up and placed it around her throat, holding her firmly and said, “that’s a good girl.” I then leaned back in and kissed her again, never removing my hands from her hair or throat, but I could feel her breathing deepen. Good.

I stopped kissing her and again, not letting go of her throat or hair and said, “Get on your knees.” She smiled and bit her lip and did as I instructed, the angle breaking my grip on her neck only. With her down on her knees, I told her to put her hands behind her back. She did so and I grabbed her head and pulled it towards my crotch.

I have mentioned before that my cock is good size, at almost 8 inches and tonight, in my slacks, I had the idea to go without underwear. My cock hung heavy down my right pant leg and was filling with blood and creating a good bulging tent in my pants. I pushed her head against my cock and rubbed her face around. My hardening cock was smashed into her entire face as I moved it around. This was strictly a power play on my part but also served to show her that she wasn’t dealing with some small dick jerk-off kid.

I continued to push her face hard against my cock and dominated her. “Do you feel my cock Miss Sierra?”

“yes” Liz gasped.

“Do you feel its power?”

Another breathless yes.

“This cock is your world now. You will become very acquainted with it. I’m a man, & This is a man’s cock. I can fuck for a long time and I can cum several times. Are you willing to be a slave to my cock until it’s satisfied?”

“Yes Mr. Roberts, I am willing,” she said with her eyes closed as I rolled her face around on my cock. This was so erotic. We were both fully clothed and I was using her face to massage my cock. I wanted everything to last so I continued forcing her face against my cock, letting the heat and hardness press against her.

I pulled her up by her hair and she squealed with a bit. I turned her around and pushed her over at the waist, her face and upper body resting against the foyer wall. My hands went to her denim covered ass and began to squeeze. My fingers were facing down, my palms out as I squeezed and caressed this perfect apple ass that was now all mine.

I brought my right hand back and then smacked it down on her firm ass and she again squealed in delight. I pushed forward with my crotch and started dry humping her. I would then stop and repeat the smack on the ass. She would yelp, then I would continue, and each thrust pushed her uncomfortably into the wall, but based off the sounds she was making, I don’t think she cared.

I dry jumped her for awhile, telling her I couldn’t wait to use her. She pushed back with her ass and met each of my thrusts. I grabbed her hair again and pulled her upright with my cock still pressed against her and reached around with my left hand and forcefully began to grab her tits thru the sweater, giving them hard squeezes and pinching them too, making her grunt.

“Get on your damn hands and knees, woman.