#uneasymuses

molly hadn't heard james enter the house as she pulled her panties onto her body. she hadn't put a bra on yet, so when she heard the man walk into her bedroom, she quickly covered her large, swollen breasts. it didn't do much, considering the size of them. however, despite the usually awkward situation they found themselves in, they quickly picked up where they had last left off. this wasn't the first time he had seen her naked. the last time he had seen her naked, they had fucked each other's brains out.

"Chances are, you've already got plans," Ellie mumbled, fingers skating over the sides of her dress. She couldn't quite meet their eyes because she felt stupid. Why should she have thought otherwise? She wasn't theirs..she..she was a foolish one.

"I..I know I can't call you mine..I'm..I'm sorry I said anything.."

ros prided herself in being someone people could talk to. she knew what she wanted and how she wanted to run things, but she wasn't a bitch about it. her girls trusted her. her bartenders trusted her. and her bosses trusted her. she worked well with her crew - all of them, not just the bartenders and strippers - so she could expect loyalty and respect from those around her. however, in the bedroom? she was the dominate one. she liked to be the one in charge. she considered herself a switch, but whichever role she played, she was the one in charge.

{📱} - Channel, baby. I love you, but you gotta learn to cook actual food at some point.

Dean nearly cursed out loud when he spotted her in the front row of his class.

He didn't do this kind of thing normally; last night, he'd let himself release some pent-up aggression he'd been holding onto for the past few months. And that involved a girl much younger than him and a bit of cocaine, and it ended with him doing a line off of her breasts before fucking her hard in the club's bathroom.

Now he found himself faced with a problem; he'd fucked a student. If anyone on the board found out, he might lose his job. Dean asked her to meet him in his office after class, and when she showed up, he locked the door behind them before facing her.

maxine could feel her inner walls convulsing itself through her orgasm as he squirt ribbons of cum inside of her. she pushed her hips back so her warm, wet cunt could fully encompass him from where he was standing behind her. the bed was creaking and bouncing underneath them, the wood groaning under the force of their bodies meeting every few seconds with increasing ferocity. she moaned, her hips continuing to thrust as she thrusted his cum deep inside of her. maxine was always a woman who could be quite vocal when it came to sex. it wasn't just because she enjoyed sex, but also because she loved to hear herself moan.

maxine had just woken up from her. she groggily got out of bed and walked into the living room, where she found him naked and rubbing his erect cock. this was t was all a part of the routine - she would woke up after him and he would go about his day until she woke up. this, however, was unusual. he usually waited until she woke up. he was proudly standing erect, his hand moving up and down rhythmically from where he sat on the couch. as she watched, her eyes grew wider in awe and surprise. she was only wearing her bra and panties and she, unconsciously, let her hand wonder into her panties, her fingers rubbing her clit softly. when she came back down to earth again, she realized that she could feel something else. she could feel wetness. she couldn't believe what was happening to her. but, at that point, she didn't care. maxine pulled herself together and went over to him, straddling his lap. “couldn't wait?” she asked him, her voice husky with sleep and arousal. she swatted his hand away from his erection, squared her hips so her wet folds were right on top of his erection, and sat down, his cock gliding easily inside of her. she moved against him slowly, making sure it would be obvious that she knew exactly what she was doing and she wanted every possible second.