She was waiting for his cock to grow deep inside her. As she continued to thrust, she looked him in the eye with full lust. “How does this feel Kabi...? Does it feel good to be inside the pussy of a woman who is old enough to be your mother? Does my old cunt is better than younger cunts you have fucked or dreamed of fucking?”She continued to ask him such questions to make him more and more excited. She bent towards his chest and offered him her nipple. She continued to thrust. “Do my old tits. "Jimmy, I thought we could have a fire Friday night to burn some of that wood." Are you teasing me Ms. Baker? Remember what happened last time." No tease Jimmy. You can call me Rita from now on since you are no longer a student at my school. I was worried about losing my job over an indiscretion with a student. That's no longer a problem."I knew I had already committed to a night out with Wendy. Rita Baker must have seen the indecision on my face because she added. "If you have plans Friday. She said I am your wife not any slut or bitch.So this made me even stronger and gave her a glass of fruit juice and she gave me half of it. Then I made her sleep on the bed looked into her eyes and she replied to go further with her eyes. I made her lie on the bed and came to her pussy and placed my pennies at the entrance of her pussy and tried to enter it but it was tight and I gave a thrust and she was feeling very pain and she was crying in pain. I kissed her mouth and gave another stoke. It wasn't long before the device buzzed. Molly picked it up and flipped it open. She nodded and handed it to Ben. "Hello," he said. "My name's Ben -- I'm Molly's friend. She told me a bit about what happened." He listened. "Brittney, I don't know if Molly mentioned it but when she was thirteen she was raped. The gist of it is, whatever transpired in your bedroom brought back her memories of that event." He listened again. "I'm sorry but she's not in any condition to talk right now. I'll give.