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"You aren't that big but god damn were you hard!" She said with a titter. Then she reached over and grasped my penis again.
She used her hands on me expertly and being young and virile, I was up for another much longer session in seconds.
I even managed to get on top that time. Mrs. Robeson had her legs spread so widely that my pubic hairs were plastered with her juices, making a squishing noise on her each time I thrust.
She whimpered at one point, her hips swinging upwards to mash against me.
Again I blasted off, it was beyond belief. Her body lifted and pressed, held there as wave after wave exploded out of me.
Sweating profusely, I pressed as firmly as I could, trying to keep my softening penis inside of her.
This was amazing! I had just got done fucking Mrs. Robeson, something I would never have even dreamed would ever happen.
Again she lay there on her side, one hand flicking my penis back and forth. I had my hand between her legs, two fingers inside of her. Her hips kept twitching upwards, she felt so good inside I wanted to just leave my hand there.
"Wow." She mumbled.
I grinned, feeling proud of myself.
"Jack has asked me several times if I would do this with someone else but I never did. Sometimes we do things like you saw, it makes him happy." She told me.
"It was fun, thank you." I told her.
She giggled at that, sitting up.
"I can't believe I just fucked one of my students! Hell, I haven't been with anyone but Jack since back in college."
She laughed again.
"I remember you from class, you were always looking at me."
"Yea, you are so beautiful I couldn't help myself."
Mrs. Robeson reached out and tousled my hair.
"You get an "A", OK?" Then she broke out in hysterics.
I lay there as she took a quick shower, came out and dried off. Naked in front of me, unconcerned.
"Amazing, that pretty little thing of yours is hard again!" She said with a titter.
I really didn't mind her saying that.
I was also thinking I wanted to fuck her some more but she got dressed and left.
"I love you." I said quietly to the closed door.
Much later on I was back downstairs, I looked over and Mrs. Robeson was coming down the escalator with her husband, holding hands. They went over to a blackjack table and sat down.
She had on a very low cut top and short skirt.
Beautiful.
It crossed my mind to wonder if she had any panties on, then she looked over and saw me, smiled broadly.
Glancing around, she saw no one was paying any attention, so she shifted in her seat to face me, spread her legs for an instant.
It was very clear that she didn't have anything on under her skirt. Her husband looked over her way and saw what she was doing, then he turned and looked directly at me.
