“I guess I didn’t think about that.”“They will want to know what you do with your time. They will begin asking about all the weekends you have...spent “studying” or doing school things.”“Yeah,” she mutterer moodily.“Do you enjoy our relationship?”“Yes of course I do,” she snapped.“Then you will make your apologies to Mrs. Lattimer and pull your grade up immediately.”She glared glared at me her green eyes narrowing.“I guess so,” she muttered.“Good girl,” I said and hugged her gently.She let me. ” but I closed her lips with mine and second time in morning I fucked but this time cunt was of my wife. I fucked her harder than before and when I came to the point of ejaculation I pulled my cock out. I remembered what Paro said about my ‘cum’. I wanted my wife to taste my cum which she never did before. I pulled up and sat on her breast. I held my cock and pushed in her mouth. She tried hard to push cock off but I pulled her hairs. She felt pain and I could push my cock in her mouth up to. I would have gone around and fucked her face, let her feel the cum shooting into her from both ends, like so many times at home. But, I was here and she was there and besides, if one of them *did* decide to fuck her face, it would obstruct my view so it was just as well.I watched her as Sid fucked her, his cockhead ramming up against the ball buried deep up inside her now. She was moaning "no, no" but I would tell she was getting close to another orgasm. My cock was hard and I stroked the head,. Even though he’d always been the quiet sort, he was also human and needed the presence of others. And now he saw her alive, her dark hair tucked behind one pale ear. He knew from her sad smile that she hadn’t survived unscathed. No one had in these conditions. But her brain was still hers, her heart still beat and her hands were warmer than the walking dead’s. There were differences about her — her hair was shorter than before, though still past her shoulders, and she was thinner, her clothes.