Joselyn writhed against him, totally out of control, sliding her long legs over his torso, rubbing her inner thighs along the sides of his rib cage, her nails raking his shoulder blades.

Her pussy held the head of his cock like a rubber ball in a hot buttered fist. Only some kind of God would've been able to keep from hunching, to hold back and not drive his aching bone through that constricted opening, that tight delight. Velasquez was no God. He proved his mortality by snapping his hips, by plowing through her quivering channel, sucking air through clenched teeth.

"Uhhh! Uhhh! Uhhh!" he groaned, jerking his cock faster and faster, making her cunt give up a wild sputtering din, smacking his balls into the red hot ring of her rectum.

Joselyn tucked her knees up under his armpits, tipping her cunt up to receive the full brunt of all that slogging meat. The greedy, greedy girl plummeted backwards, through the void, and every jarring impact of his cock upon her upturned pubis made the fireworks go off between her ears.

The professor couldn't hold out any longer. He was going too deep into her, she was too juicy, he was too hot. He threw himself against her like a wild man as the sudden, mind-racking surge of pleasure exploded behind his balls. And then he was cumming, his cock a roman candle in her tight cunt, a roman candle fountaining jets of white.

"Yeeeeeeeeee!!" she shrieked. "Uhhhyeeeeeeeee!!!" Spurts were so powerful that she could actually feel them splattering over the inside of her pussy, coating her walls with his boiling egg flesh.

Velasquez pounded her ruthlessly, using the full length of her vagina to tease out every last shiver of joy, every last drop of his cum. And long before his humping was finished, he was forcing out the very stuff he had shot up her, his pistoning cock making his cum ooze out between the sides of its shaft and the walls of her cunt, making it pool on the desk top beneath her beautiful buttocks…