EXTRACT FOR
Tying Up Teacher
(Pornelope)

She tossed her long dark hair over one shoulder so it wouldn't tickle him, then glided her tongue over his awakening cock head. He smelled of musky sweat and the comforting scent she thought of as simply 'Damon.' It seemed provocative now as she tasted his skin, and felt the wrinkles start to vanish beneath her eager tongue. In moments, his cock lengthened and started rising with a life all its own.



She slid one finger around his swelling crown, and felt slick pre-cum dampen it. Delighted, she coated his hot skin with the slippery fluid, then slowly curled her fingers around his growing shaft and glided her hand up and down. He moaned deep in his throat, and tensed his hips.



Hungrily she bent down again, and licked more pre-cum from his slit. Steve's cock had tasted good, but Damon's tasted like ambrosia! Suddenly ravenous, she pumped faster, and took his cock head entirely into her mouth.



This time his hips bucked in sweet erotic reaction, and his ragged panting filled the air. Allie was thrilled. If she could turn him on enough, he'd be so desperate for release that he wouldn't care who was climbing aboard for the ride!



His fingers began to flex, and she worried that her knots might come loose. But he wasn't quite awake; he was still caught in that sweet hazy halfway world between dreams and reality. She drew him out of it by rotating her fingers in a spiral pattern, then cupped his sensitive cock head and rocked her palm back and forth the way he liked.



He sucked in a shuddering breath, and his eyes snapped open in glazed confusion. "What... Oh God, what...?"



Before he could muster a coherent sentence, she took him deep into her mouth again, and sucked hard on his long shaft. He bucked wildly beneath her, and his hoarse voice rose in a frantic moan.



The tiny nightlight near the door was just enough to illuminate her familiar profile, and Damon's eyes bugged wide as the cobwebs slowly cleared from his sleepy brain. "Allie! What...what are you doing? Oh, God!" He arched in shocked delight when she cupped his balls again and nimbly stroked them. "Allie, stop... Oh, fuck!" Shockwaves of pleasure ricocheted through him, and his spine snapped into an erotic arch. "Allie, stop! You can't..."



"Sure I can," she teased, and edged forward until she was straddling his quivering thighs. She was so wet, and it felt so incredible as his muscles shifted beneath her! "I already am!"



"It's wrong!" He choked back another tortured groan when he felt her slippery pussy glide seductively over his bare leg. "Allie, stop that this instant! You can't..."



"But I want you!" She wriggled even closer, and pressed his surging cock against her soft pubic curls. "I've always wanted you! It's just you and me for the next month, right? You've taught me so many things, Damon. Now I want you to teach me this!



"I think you want it, too," she grinned. "You're always beating off in the shower and in bed, sometimes a whole bunch of times. You need sex real bad, and I do, too. So I decided it was time to give you what you want!"



"You decided..." His baffled protest dissolved into a throaty moan when she arched her own hips, seductively caressing his swollen balls and aching cock. "Allie, what are you thinking? We can't do this, it's wrong!"



"We already are." She leaned forward to press her mouth against his, and deliberately rubbed her breasts against his bare chest. They were lush and full, and her nipples were incredibly sensitive. The thick matting of hair on his chest made them rise into hard little pebbles, and she moaned with delight. "Kiss me, Damon!"