The fact remains that you hate him now, and hope he never comes home.Now 32 years of age, you stood at 5'7" with browns eyes and a slender frame. You ...ere a brunette, your hair long and wavy, of which you keep tied back when doing things that did not require glamour. You take pride in your natural D cupped boobs, and you carried yourself with a sexy confidence that made the male neighbors stare, figuratively speaking. Your hot body is the talk of the town when you first arrived, and the fact. “If it’s about the school’s LBGTQI equality policy, we’re just exercising our rights” laughed Molly, rubbing her bare juvenile breasts against Rachael’s chest.“I think it’s got more to do with you violating the school’s dress code - now button up those blouses and come with me”In the Head's office, Molly and Rachael were made to stand facing the wall, hands behind their backs while she carefully inspected every inch of their developing bodies."Remove those jeans, you two, you know the school. In his younger, rowdier days, he tried to fuck girls without much finesse. When they rejected him, he went for the alternate targets.” I pursued this, asking, “So the trolling for girls was for show, the looking for men was for go?” Just as Karl came through from the garage, his phone beeped. He stopped and said, “Excuse me, I have to take this.” Rex went on, “Of course. Alec married him ‘sight unseen,’ as they say. She is no fool. She is old family, old money, old-school. Typically British. Her tongue licked a small circle around the head, licking his leaking juices off the tip. She could hear him moan as her lips parted. He could feel her lips slid over the head of his cock as she slid her mouth over it. He expected her to stop but she continued down his shaft until it was fully engulfed by her. He could feel her cheeks tighten around him, then release their tension. He tried to speak, to tell her how wonderful it all felt, but could not form any words. She knew that he was.