Chuck Campbell

Continuing to climax ecstatically, Susan drank his semen down. Fred pulled out of her ass with an audible pop, and it felt to her as if a Mack truck had just driven through there. Her sphincter closed slowly. She raised her mouth from Chuck's cock, licking her lips. It had been a strange climax in a way, with no prick up her cunt. But it had been strong and fully satisfying. In a physical sense. However, Susan still hadn't achieved what she really wanted, what she felt was right for her, and the substitute passion had piled guilt upon guilt. In her room, that evening, when she had a chance to think about it, she decided that substitutes would no longer suffice. She would have to take what she really wanted! Her experiences of the last few days with grown-up men had given her the courage and had relaxed her inhibitions sufficiently so that she could do it, she felt. Tomorrow, she vowed, she would make young Tommy Lanson! And not merely make him. She would take him to paradise! CHAPTER FOUR Tommy was flustered as he sat in Miss Campbell's class and thought about what had happened between them the day before ...»