The window was open to catch the breeze. Their voices floated over to me on the gentle breeze. Then they became quiet and soon after that, I could hea... the their gasps and sighs. The next morning, Muriel looked refreshed and happy. When Anita got up at noon, even she had cheered up. I kept quiet about it. A few nights later, a ringing bell woke me out of a deep sleep. When I got up to see what was happening, the lighthouse was dark. Something had happened. Then I saw a ghostly white figure. "I have waited a long time for this Ms. Chambers. I have dreamed about this moment ever since I first saw you when I took over here. And I finally have you," he said. He teased her impatient pussy with his cock, poking at it very gently with the head just enough that each time she thought he would enter her, but he pulled back instead."Please, Carl, please!" she whined, humping her hips at him, "Please shove that cock in me!" Patience my eager slut!" he said, "Are you my little slut, Melanie?". .. up there, when I..." Her voice broke."When you masturbate." I finished for her. She nodded, eyes clamped shut in embarrassment. He blouse was undone now, and she stood exposed, blushing head to toe. Beneath she wore a soft white cotton bra; not particularly erotic, but it emphasized her freshly blooming breasts quite nicely. There was an innocence to her that demanded to be soiled. My cock, which had wilted slightly while organizing the girls, quickly grew back to its full length at the. “What age male?”“I stopped when I was eight,” she said. “That would have made Peter not yet five.” Well, her four-year-old brother. He was still jealous.Sunday morning, though, she did come back to bed. And that day, driving from church to her sorority house, she said that she could schedule one visit a week for the rest of the quarter.“Two a week actually. The Saturdays are already set. Let’s say Tuesday after dinner, but I might have to reschedule. There will still be chapter business. And.