’ The moment she stepped out into the garden she realised he was right, the sultry air making her skin even clammier. Hoping the shade of the trees ...training against the fence would provide some relief, she kicked off her shoes at the edge of the patio and carried them on to the grass, the butchered stalks prickling her bare feet. So far, being at the farm with Matt hadn’t been at all what she’d expected, she thought, moving towards the tree-house, drawn like a moth to a flame. She’d known. She pressed my head into her chest as my hand rubbed her clit."Oh this feels so good my student." What the fuck are you two doing?"I turned around. Michelle, a girl from my English class and what i heard a real slut, was standing in the room with an amused expression on her face. She had blonde hair, which ended up a bit over her ass, and steel blue eyes. Her boobs were nice B-cups and her ass was well shaped, she was part of the track and field team, and a flat stomach. She was wearing a blue. So what kind of sex am I into, many men beg me to tell them, and as I speak I can see them touch themselves, just talking makes them want to fuck me, but you see, here is something weird, I want the orgasm, the physical fucking and the leading up to it, is just like charging a battery, you are taking your partner to be on a sexual journey, you are priming them for release, so when they enter you physically, both your minds are focused on coming, driving and rubbing, kissing and grinding hard,. I just stood in place . Staring . I'd never seen an actual vagina in real life at this point. Lots in porn and what not . But not like this . After too much time had passed. I put the bag of chips down. Tucked my new found boner in my pants . And did the most logical thing . Tried to wake her up . I called her name out "Aunty Em (Emily) wake up! " "Youre in my bed!" " Wake up" Louder and louder. Nothing. She was out . I tried rocking her back and forth . Turning music on loudly in the room..