"You are most certainly not a wh*re, you’re the most beautiful woman in the world and I want to make you feel like you are”.  Meet Patrick, a sexually frustrated young man with a deep crush on his lecturer”. 
Miss Tolu was my Acc210 professor. She was lovely at 5'5 and 140 pounds, with light black hair, a 32 C breast, a slender waist, broad hips, and a nice fat round butt.
She was stunning, especially with her dark eyes. I didn't know her age at the time, but I guessed she was in her mid to late 30s.
After many sexcapades, a mysterious event occurred.

Crazy pleasure

　　Sylvia thought: Screw the way we are brought up. Mummy’s advice about being a ‘nice’ girl, well nice girls didn’t get to fuck before breakfast outdoors.


　　Sylvia Brereton was focussed, totally committed to her body’s response in the moment. This was her last workout before Sunday’s City to Casino ten-kilometre fun run. She had placed a creditable seventh in the women’s open section last year. At twenty-two she was determined to do better and place top three this year or at worst do a PB.


　　The task had got a bit more complex in the last three months when her training partner Meredith had transferred interstate with a job opportunity. It was a grind with continual practice alone. Never easy when you are too skilled to encourage casual partners to join you and you are up very early each and every day


CHAPTER 97 Morning Sexercise