And unless Jules could come to terms with her fear, it might even be our last for longer than that.I hadn't wanted to put any more pressure on her by ...entioning it, but my thoughts kept circling back to John's comments about me moving out with him alone. I tried justifying it to myself, but there was no easy way to avoid Jules being hurt even suggesting it. We needed to talk about things, but it was too easy for us to fall into bed and forget about life for a while.I turned off the water and. I hugged him hard holding him tight with my arms as I dug my 1 inch long sharp finger nails deep on his back and started moving my nails on the back of his body. He was moaning and screaming loudly partly due to pleasure and partly due to pain of my sharp nails. I told him to shut up and slapped him hard 4 times on his face; to shut him up I put my mouth on his mouth and started French kissing him.He was completely naked and I was on top of him and raising my dress a little (micro mini dresses. I placed his long, hard dick in my warm, wet wide open mouth. He began thrusting his hips, so his long hard cock was moving in and out of my mouth. Slow, then fast, then slow again. He couldn't take the suspense anymore. He grabbed me, pulled down my panties and had me sit on his lap, still wearing my short pleated skirt from a busy work day. Slowing working off my buttoned-down shirt, he placed his face between my breasts, then licking my nipples to make them even harder. I grabbed his. "We finally decided that your father would teach you girls, what he felt you should know, and how you should respond, to society's censure, and attempts to lay a feeling of guilt, or shame, on you. My job, with you girls, was to keep him informed, as to what questions you were asking, and how you were progressing, in you're maturing. I told him, when you two started having your periods. You may remember, talking about it with me, at the time. He, and I, decided that, six months after your first.