When you get home, you open the door to the smells of chicken, mushrooms and artichoke hearts in a cream sauce over fettuccini, a chilled glass of pin...t griggio, fresh bread and two candles lit on the table. As you come through the door, I greet you with a huge hug and a long, deep, soft but passionate kiss. You ask me what the special occasion is and I just say, because you are so special and because I love you with all my heart. I pull the chair out for you and we sit for dinner, talking. The little trainee could not contain herself once again and an unmistakable moan escaped her lips that left very little to the imagination of the pleasure she received from this Masters touch. The fingers of his right hand massaged her sex as they played with the folds of her skin which increased the already rapid pace of the trainees breathing. Her thoughts darted as she realized how much the Master knew how to use her, how to tempt her and how to release her pleasure."You have a hungry. She wasn't real.After the rear-entry we switched back to cowgirl, and I just lied there while she pummeled my loins with hers, staring up at her wondering why I hadn't finished six times over already, like any normal man would under the enthusiastic attention of this blonde goddess. Roxanne was the most beautiful woman I'd ever been with, but for some reason, I couldn't come. It felt wonderful, being stuffed all the way up inside her grinding and gyrating pelvis, but that was it. There was no. And by “one”, I mean the group of teacher’s that was still hanging around the school entrance.Mary didn’t waste any more time. She started kissing me with power, truly jamming her tongue in my mouth. “This has taken too fucking long”, she said, breathing heavily. “I know babe”, I replied. Then I unbuttoned her pants. I pulled them down as she was laying on the grass, leaves and dirt. Her white panties immediately get dirty, but she didn’t care. I put my face on her pussy, with her panties still.