I just did it for two days—actually only part of two days—and then I stopped; I didn’t do the whole week like you have to do. And I did stuff th...t got me in trouble too.”“You did? What happened to you?” Amelia asked, intrigued. “And ... um ... what did it feel like to be naked going to school ... everyone looking at you ... and touching you...? Ugh!”“I never told anyone the whole story, not even my folks. It was way too embarrassing. Mum and Dad supported me against the school, especially for. Maybe if Elizabeth hadn’t come in that day I’d have got over it. I’m sure of it. Fantasies go, as well as come. It needed a little time, that’s all. I’d have worked through it. You need to see it from my side. No. No. No you don’t. There’s no ‘my’ side. I have no side at all. There’s just Elizabeth at the door, taking another few seconds to realize what she’s witnessing. She can’t seem to grasp it at first. There’s no ‘my’ side. There’s no ‘Let me explain — I can explain.’ It’s not, ‘Ha-ha,. The divorce was granted by the court on our wedding anniversary. (The odds are 364:1 and considering 365 random things probably happen each day, it's not as unlikely as you might think.) There were a few days of good marriage, followed by twelve years of hell. For the last few years we slept in separate rooms and lived separate lives. I finally swallowed my pride/shame and admitted defeat. I left the marriage because it was the only sane thing left to do. It was that or continuing to live with. Ben gave himself another push forward as he watched Jessica's eyes squint from the pressure.Ben kept moving the head along the slit than decided to push forward again only this time it popped inside her pussy as Jessica's head rested back on the pillow. Ben held himself very still for a few seconds than pushed forward again sending another fraction inside Jessica's tight pussy.Jessica starred up into Ben's eyes not saying a word as he pulled himself back just a fraction than pushed forward.