The incessant fingers moving as if they were your own, sensing your body, responding to its subtle cues, shifting and adjusting like a captain who kno...s his boat so intimately he has become one with it. It takes you a millisecond to comprehend you are cumming. You can feel his warm breath on your face, his fingers maintaining a steady rhythm, allowing you to ride your orgasm as your arms shoot up to grab hold of his shoulders to stop you from collapsing to the floor. It is so intense you wonder. The combination of those two things made it unattainable for me to impregnate Kelly on my own." And believe me, we tried many different things," Kelly added."Okay, well, that's probably more than I needed to know, but I'm glad that you felt comfortable enough to tell me," I submitted.There was a silence for a minute as we all seemed to be looking to each other to continue.Finally, I asked, "So, where do we go from here?" Well, I think that you need to strip off those pants and lie down," George. Then it was over. George turned away and she leaned back on the settee savouring the sensation. She felt her heart beating.Elsie paid no heed to her but instead remarked on George's casual attire. He explained that he'd showered and changed at his office.'The people I counsel', he told Jane, 'don't want a man in an executive suit when they're unloading the secrets of their lives.'Jane looked at George sitting there in shirt and slacks, his square-jawed face, and those eyes, and those wonderful. At one point, I peered down to witness my blushing breasts and hoped my cheeks didn't match. When my reading was finished, I glanced over at Professor Wentworth. His opinion was the only one I truly cared about. His eyes studied me for a few moments. Then, he clapped his hands - slowly, yet with heart. "Bravo, Miss Carolyn. Bravo."No doubt, my rosy cheeks flushed a deeper red from his compliment. I walked back to my desk, keenly aware of my fellow classmates' eyes upon me.Once seated, the boy.