Deep, animalistic growls and grunts erupted from Sean as Arianna gave her discipline the boot, arching that sensually curved body of hers, thrusting her juicy rump high and backing up into him. She started slow, for the first thrust, her starving, sopping sex swallowing him up inch by inch, her delightful moans and squeals filling her apartment. Then, almost by surprise, she began to buck and grind against his firm thighs in ernest, forcing Sean to actually grip the edges of the table to stablilize himself from her craven, sexual assaults. Most men would likely have taken a tumble from Arianna's backward thrusts, but he knew her strength, he had trained her after all, and he knew how much he'd riled her up, so he was expecting such feminine ferocity. Sean didn't know how he found the split second, but for a full one he chuckled inside, thinking to himself, "<b><i>What have I created</i></b>?!"<br/><br/>Sean stood there and, for once in his life, allowed this frisky little lady to dominate him, throwing her hips back into his however hard or slow she wanted. At least, for the first few minutes. If she was going to sate her hunger, why shouldn't he? He noticed that his hand had become a full fist now, clutching her pigtails tight. He'd actually managed to pull her back some, causing her to gyrate and grind her butt and thighs into his, thoroughly smearing both their thighs and legs with her juices. He could only imagine the small puddle that had likely formed under them. Grabbing her thighs firmly he halted her movement, panting and growling. His body arched downward, his face darting forward and biting at the nap of her neck again and again, leaving several bite marks in her flesh before pulling back again, rearing up and withdrawing all the way to the tip of his cock, then thrusting forward, fast and hard.<br/><br/>Their pelvis' met with a loud, lewd thwap which was rivaled only by the obscene squelch from Sean burying his full length inside Arianna in one thrust. Thankfully, he didn't hit her cervix, because he really wasn't paying attention. He, too, was letting go of his discipline, at least any amount that would inhibit him. Sean's thrusts were fierce and relentless as he drove his cock in and out of Arianna, coaxed and encouraged by the crescendo of her moaning, panting, and squealing. Suddenly breaking the rhythm, Sean paused with his slick shaft halfway out of Arianna, and shivered pleasantly. The warm fluid that Arianna's nethers had slathered his cock with created a delicious sensation as he withdrew, the cool room air tickling and tingling along his sensitive shaft, and when he sank himself deeply back inside her her snug, wanton vaginal passage reheated those fluids, allowing Sean to slip in and out of her with ease. Such sensations teased his id, his primal hunger, and soon Arianna felt his hand spanking her after every few thrusts of his pistoning thighs.<br/><br/>Despite the welcomed, overwhelming pleasure Arianna was providing, Sean had to slow down, lest he climax too soon. He was honestly pleased that he retained some of his self control to know to slow down. It wasn't until he did slow down that he realized there was no clean oxygen anymore, only the potent smell of the sweat of their writhing bodies and the potent, musky aroma of their grinding crotches. Sean also realized that, save for his pants, which were wrapped around his ankles, he was still fully clothed, and Arianna still had her skirt around her legs, her fishnets, and her thong hooked over one of those tight, rocking buttocks. A wild, mischievous smile spread across Sean's lips, realizing this was the most dirty, raunchy sex he'd ever had. Sean allowed one rumbling growl to escape his throat before he continued his needful, even reckless thrusting, "<b><i>So...the...uhhhh yeah... student...wishes to....oh yes...challenge...her teacher</i></b>?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>