”“Oh well.. If you fuck good enough, conversation is not really that important. Do You?”“Huh?”“Do you Fuck Good Enough??”“Uh..I don�...t know…“I’m supposed to let you just marry my daughter and you don’t know if you fuck good enough? Oh THIS will never do..”Linda got off of Jesse, went into a dresser drawer, and produced a large clock-like thing. ”This, My Copper-Top Lover, is a forward counting timer. Like a large stopwatch. You have 45 minutes to make me cum. Rules are, your cock has to be. In the hierarchy of academia, a mere maintenance man didn’t ask a professor for a date. Michael knew his place. He certainly didn’t want to offend her by asking her out. As he slowly drove toward Catherine’s motel, Michael couldn’t help but notice how her wet dress had clung to her body accentuating her breasts. Her nipples were erect from the cool rain, and were plainly visible as they strained against the soaked fabric. She was wearing a bra, but it was a thin one. Michael felt a twinge of. It was over, just like that.It was a fairly new relationship, new enough that we hadn’t even had the “talk” yet. You know, the one about fidelity. For whatever reason, we had both avoided it so far. It would never happen now, would it?Nadia knew almost instantly once she slapped me and saw my face harden that she had fucked up. I stared daggers at her and walked over to my stuff to collect it and go home. The silence was so potent that it was she could have been fucked by it. She stood there. Maybe you would for Dad too. He thinks a lot of you already.”“I’m sorry for your loss and she can never be replaced. Does your dad know what I am thinking of professionally? By the way, how much do you know about sex?”Sonya brightened up, “Yes, I told him and he’d like to know more. Second question, I know quite a bit academically but little practical experience. From what I’ve read it’s best to have an older man be your first to have a better time. Would you agree?”Miriam was on her own turf.