She started to gasp. The creaking of the bed became louder and I could hear the sounds of flesh smacking flesh. The tempo of penetration increased as ...ell, and the gasping became moaning. I got out of bed with my dick semi-hard and moved to place my ear on the wall to hear the two of them in greater detail. After 10 more minutes, the penetration became even faster, and mystery man was now penetrating her at full speed. Her moaning wasn't moaning anymore. She was grunting in a way that seemed. Start at their first meeting. I do so love that scene.’ ‘Yes, Miss Cia.’ I recite the play from memory, and work my way down from her pads to the balls of her feet, then her ankles. As the scene ends on my lips, she looks at me. ‘Sean, what do you think of the play? I’ve heard it a dozen times. I want to hear your thoughts, though. Speak freely.’ My hands pause, and she snaps her fingers. I begin rotating my thumbs along her shin, and swallow. ‘Well, uh, Miss Cia, I-‘ ‘Sean, I said speak. His slender hips and pale hairless skin were most inviting. In his mind he licked his lips; the mere thought of fucking the boy was heaven to him. He would so greatly enjoy sliding his cock in and out of the boys’ tight hole. He felt an erection growing under his garment, he wished he could get his cock out right now and face fuck the poor boy. Oh the wonders of teenage boys he thought. Now though it was down to business, punishment!?Swearing in class is not looked upon highly by any means. For the first time, he informed me that he "hated it" that I was moving out for good at the end of the month. He was also disappointed that I would be gone for most of July, anyway, off to golf tournaments with Tess."What a babe!" he said, that first night, after he had been introduced to Tess (and had, no doubt, listened to us make love from the other side of my bedroom's thin wall). "What a fucking babe! You lucky bastard! I never knew you had it in you! Goddamn!"I don't think he even watched.