No spark! No feeling! No nothing, except laying there in a wet spot trying to go to sleep.Is this it, I thought? Had we become our parents? "Quiet, Ge...rge the kids may hear. Not tonight, I have a headache."At twenty-two did I have forty or fifty more years of this? As the days and weeks rolled by this became our norm. Then thoughts creped into my head, maybe we had been to young and this was a mistake on our part. I loved Mike, but now I entertained thoughts of leaving him to find that. Too cold," you told yourself. It seemed as though you were walking for hours. You shook. The sleet froze the wet hair to your cheeks. Your toes throbbed with pain at each agonizing step. Your light jacket was soaked. The pockets did little to ease the numbness of your fingers. The cold even hurt your eyes. There, up ahead was the light, flickering at the end of a long, dirt road, beckoning you, teasing you. It seemed too far away. "The light," you told yourself, time after time. "I must reach. If only my Mistress had not told me to make this terrible woman happy. I would gladly have walked out of there and taken whatever punishment Mistress Dawn, my Mistress or whoever else would have given me. But above all, I had to make my Mistress happy."Good. Let us get started." She inserted her stubby finger in my mouth and wiggled my tongue with her finger. "Put that talented tongue to good use."She got up and sat down on my chest again, her back facing me, for which I was grateful. If she. "This is what you get for that," I said. I wrapped my arms around her and pounded her pussy."Yes! Oh, yes!" she moaned. "Fuck me! It's so fucking good!"I slammed her pussy hard. She broke away from my arms and rapidly pushed back making the strokes even more intense."Yessss!" she cried out in orgasm."Fuuuuck!" I shouted as I released into her.The first week went well. The returning students liked that I was much more creative in presenting the material than the previous science teacher and the.