Fearing that at any moment one of those interlocked, intently interthrusting lovers would hear the awful banging of his heart within his chest, and no...ice him.The harsh breathing, the groaning, the moans, the sighs and whimperings of the lovers, the creakings of the bed, the slap and thud of body upon body, and the wet sounds of widespread woman's lovelips being cleaved by straining ever-thickening cock strangely soon all faded from his hearing."Hungh... yunh... hungh," Marilyn grunted and. .She asked me if I remembered when Bernie (her girl friend) would come to visit her."Oh yes she was quite aggressive and horny" I said as we laughed .I began to tell her about the first time I picked her up and the first thing she asked."We were just leaving the drive way and she asked if I had any condoms". I had never had sex before and told her no ,she made me go buy some."She took your virginity?",Tammy said, "that bitch" and laughed.Tammy said "she never told me that ,or did she not know. She has cared for her slave for days whilst her slave was recovering from the shock. Nobody could be a better Mistress and I am proud to belong to you,” I told her. "Do not leave me, please,” I whispered, with my eyes filling of tears. She remained silent for a few moments, then she nodded and spoke with what I call her ‘voice of command’, which lets everyone know that they must obey her. "Slave, Mistress has not cum since the accident. What do you think?" she asked. "This unworthy slut. Yes, Lily. You want me to wait for you? Claire saw her eyes darting to her desk, where a picture of her and her handsome husband sat. No, you go on home. I know you have plans tonight, she teased. Ill lock everything up for you, okay? Thanks, Claire. Youre a doll. She ruffled Claires long coffee-colored hair and snatched up her bag, hurrying out the door. Claire flattened her hair back down, scowling a bit but repressing a smile. She loved the art teacher here, more than she liked the ones in.