She had said she just wanted “ordinary” people.Too late now to find out as I had found 4, Av Amiral Jauriac without difficulty. It looked like an...ordinary terraced suburban dwelling. I walked past the door several times, nervously deciding whether to press the doorbell. Then I thought “What the heck!” I rang the bell and announced myself in the speakerphone “J’arrive” came the reply. The door was opened by a striking tall, dark haired girl, or rather woman, I should think in her late. It was obviously news to her as well."Therefore, I will dedicate the bus we used tonight for the use of this school for the entire year, for class trips big and small, and of course to every VOLLEYBALL GAME! GO SAINTS!" he hollered.The auditorium erupted with cheers!A few more speakers offered their congratulations, then Sister Elizabeth adjourned us all to the dining room where the catering staff had set up tables of finger food, tea, coffee and sodas. On the way, I told Wendy I felt bad her. It was tough, she’d begun shedding that baby fat, and was approaching fox-dom. I had a wide-open libido, but I was a gentleman first, determined to remain so. Graduation tore us apart. I was to attend one university, on scholarship, she another, paid for by her parents. We survived, though, against all odds, sharing time during holidays and breaks and summers, coming back together as though it was meant to be. Two years after graduation, we tied the knot. We’d beaten the actuarials. The only. “I’m gonna make you mine, Luke.” He whispered into my neck. “I love you, and I’m not gonna let anyone else have you.” The very thought of becoming Nate’s made my tail wag and a moan escape my lips. The anticipation only grew as I felt him yank down my pants, and scented his shaft as he exposed his own.“Nate… please.” I moan needily, looking into his eyes. “Please... I want you...” he simply smiled and quieted me with a deep kiss to my lips, lining his hard dick with my hole, and then lowering.