She seemed just as happy when I moved slowly in and out as when I rapidly jammed myself into her, hammering into her ass cheeks, making a wet slapping...sound that should have woken the dead but didn’t wake my Dad. Not that we cared. We were beyond it. We were fucking, intensely joined, rutting like two animals. One arm was curled around her belly while the other held a handful of hair. For some reason, pulling her head back to turn her face up really turned me on.I didn’t ever want to stop. The school we go to, South Central Academy, is a mixed grade school of K-12. It is a little out of the city, on the outskirts, and as such, there is only about 200 students right now.May 8th, 2014South Central Academy8:56 A.M. "Hurry James! Class starts in four minutes!" Roy said to me, as he was grabbing his binder from his locker. Our first class was English, and I hate it. Our teacher is one of those old lady teachers who praise Shakespeare as if they new him. Sometimes, I think she might. Everyone who sees them together always say they almost look the same. Devki’s husband always made the comment that they both look the same and I used to get mad at him for this. Both Shilpa and Devki got pregnant at the same time. But my wife’s was pregnant for the 1st time and Devki was pregnant for the second time. I live in USA. As my wife was pregnant and she could not cope up with living alone at home after I went to office, her health was getting affected. Doctor suggested that there. Such relief flowed through me as I finally managed to get it all out of me. It seemed that no one entered the bathroom, either, so I was alone.I checked the time on my cellphone and decided to just sit and read. I yanked off my panties and flung them onto the hook on the back of the door, then settled (as best one can settle) into the seat and read. The book was starting to get interesting when I heard someone's heels clicking their way into the bathroom. That's about when I realized I'd not.