But her face also appeared to be made of stone. No one had ever seen her smile. Pat was known for her almost hermit-like nature. She interacted with n... one. She spoke only when required by her teachers. She wore the exact same clothes every day (smartly pressed olive-green slacks and a black tee shirt) and ate the exact same thing every day. This was confirmed by the geeks from the computer club that spied on anything more peculiar than them. There were no first hand accounts of her eating. “I would say you were the one who has been practicing,” she murmured softly. This made him smile. “I’m just making it up as I go along.” “Mmmm-mmm. Don’t stop on my account.” He didn’t intend to stop. Not for hours if he could help it. “Looks like I found it,” he murmured as he hooked the key in his finger. “Yeah, I just knew you would,” she said as she let out a long breath. He slid the key into the lock and released the locks. “Ask me in, Carla,.” “Come in.” He pushed the door open,. She was begging me to fill her pussy, I was close, I pumped my load into her, she yelled as she squirted her jucies, pouring out of her hole, I pulled out to reveal a creampied slit. We lay there breathless unable to speak, June moved down the bed grabbing my cock sucking all out of it licking it clean, she said it had been a while since she had sex, myself it had been ages since a bit of pussy of any type.She got up and went on her phone walking into the bathroom, she appeared about 5 mins. I didn't peek this time—I just enjoyed the view."So, what do you want to do about it?" she asked, mischief in her eyes."I don't know," I admitted. "I don't want to make you late if you have to go."Sherri snorted. "I can manage my own time, Joe. Don't worry about me." Well, we could have breakfast..." Are you hungry?" Sherri asked."Yes, but I'm also..." I glanced down at my erection, which was starting to soften."So do you want food or an orgasm?" Sherri asked. Her eyes had narrowed and her lips.