“You like how I fuck you babe? You want me to cum? Yeah, you want it now? You make me so fucking hard, I’m going to cum for you now!” Chris was ...ow panting like a dog in heat, laying on my wife, his ass bouncing up and down as he fucked her. Finally he sat back on his heels between her legs and pulled out. Her legs were bent on either side of him and she started playing with her tits, squeezing and massaging them and begging him to cum. “Yeah, cum for me. I want your fucking cum!” she pleaded.. She answered through the door ‘Yes?’ Alec paused for a moment. He wanted to invite himself in, wash her back then wash her front, and any crack or crevice she desired. As he stood there fighting this urge one second turned into three, then it turned into ten. ‘Alec, did you want something?’ ‘Uhhh . . . did you want some more tea?’ He couldn’t believe he said that. ‘I’ve had two cups already. I’m fine.’ ‘Oh yeah! Right! Uh, never mind.’ He then retreated to the kitchen, kicking himself all the. "My son," she exclaimed, spreading her skirts and regally dropping down to the pillow next to him, making sure that her slim, well toned body was well displayed in its drapery of satin and lace. "This must stop. You are now allowing others to debauch wenches for you instead of doing the deed yourself. How will you ever make something of yourself if you can't even plunder a village wench, and one of such beauty as that which I found for you?"Reginald, the prince, spared his mother a glance. The teacher you’ll have for English or Current Events, Mr. Black, is totally cool. He LOVES to tell stories, and they’re stuff your parents might have a fit about. He gets in trouble from time to time, but he still does it.”“Like what?”“A lot of it is about literature and authors, plus he has some very different takes on things. If you like to be challenged, you’ll like him.”“Sounds like he’s fun. Do you think I could get on the yearbook staff?”“I have no clue. I stayed away from that stuff as.