" God, you feel so good, Christine. So tight. Unbelievably tight. You smell sooo good." As my speed increased, the pain subsided, as she feels her org...sm rising. She feels her knees coming slowly up, giving me more access, stretching her further. " I'm gonna cum in you." She groans but can't speak. I stroked her belly. She whimpers, writhing in confusion, her head spinning. She can't believe what had just happened, and she didn't really understand what is happening now. She started to get up on. His eyes were filled with tears that he refused to shed. I felt a need to go to him and take him into my arms and just hold him, but I was terrified to move. Not fear of Carmine, but fear of his reaction. I couldn't bear to have him reject me. That would kill me."No, Nan, our marriage had to end. We had grown apart, with my hours and you hating to be alone. Ruben was all that was holding us together then. I was so into my work at the hospital that I often failed to think of either of you until. And as for you Ms. Serena,” she smiled, “I’ll be expecting you after school on Monday for some catching up.” With that she left the room, and the girls got dressed. Serena thought she’d do something nice and put her panties in the top drawers of Ms. Karen’s desk, in memory of their first time. Christine smiled and took Serena to another class. Serena couldn’t wait to meet the rest of the teachers.Christine took Serena to the next teacher, who was Mrs. Page, the science teacher. Mrs. Page was a. "She was a hell of a dancer I thought. It has something to do with her movements. She just doesn't hit you in the face with sex." True but even so I bet she is a popular dancer. She has enough rhythm and she has one hell of a body." Her problem was she looked bored to tears. "I can't believe that the mood of this place doesn't influence her dance. It obviously doesn't. She doesn't seem to know that she is an exotic dancer." What can I get you," the bartender asked breaking into our.