Nancy moaned, needing it so much. She hadn't expected it to feel thatgood, to be penetrated. To be adored. This Dirk certainly seemed to knowwhat he w...s doing. After all, sex is what he was trained to do.He leaned over and whispered into her ear: "You are incredibly sexy. Ican't wait to fuck you. Are you ready for my cock?"Nancy couldn't speak, desire rendering her mute. She nodded up and down."Then get ready," he said. "I'm going to fuck you good and hard and thencum in your tight little. Are you sure you are not part of the family?" Yes. Well no, I mean yes. It seems that I am related. A rather tenuous link though." How tenuous?" I believe that I am the great grandson of Robert Chandler." I have never heard of Robert. Who was he?" An illegitimate son of Lady Chandler, Dashwood's wife." Wow!" Her eybrows went up. "That must have caused some ructions." I would imagine you are right." We both smiled. "While we are talking ancestry, would you be related to Arabella Swinson?" Good. One of these days Kaori, I am not going to be able to resist your overwhelming hotness. His lips pressed against my cheek, a kiss good night, or good-bye, depending on how you want to look at it. I turned for one last glimpse. Something caught my eye, as he bent over to slip on his shoes, his shirt rose and his pants shifted down exposing a pink and white stripped pattern. My panties! He was wearing my panties. See ya! He was out the door. The feeling stirred in me, a sensation of fear mixed. Renee was there but she pretty much ignored me going about her duties. I did get a look now and then which seemed like more of a scowl and certainly not the bubbly greetings I had become accustomed to. I shrugged it off as a teenage girl's fickle mood trying not to make matters worse. I smiled at her with no effect so I just sat there and looked around.After the lesson, Renee confronted me in the parking lot.She stood next to my truck, arms crossed, "Mr. Sessions, I missed you at my game. Why.