He would move his pelvis and remind me of how much of him he was giving me, how much I possessed at that moment for that moment. I can’t say he thru...t his hips forward because thrust implies a f***eful, if not potentially jerky movement. He eased forward and told me again of who he is and his strength and his manliness. The activity on the right side of the back seat was of the old fashioned, active, thrusting, grunting, rutting, synchronized awkwardness variety. Soccer and I had the appearance. Do you have any lotion?”After retrieving the lotion from my bathroom I turned onto my stomach on the bed. Supported on his knees, he sat lightly on my backside before his hands went to work. I had never had such an incredible massage. Every knot I had ever thought of having on my back was pulverized. The strength of his hands and the power of his fingers were mesmerizing.‘If I die tonight,’ I thought, ‘this alone would have been worthwhile.’After a comprehensive workover, he lowered his head. " You may be finished for the day...Sir, but I've a group of fourth formers without a teacher. Do you really want to get me fired, Sir?"He rubbed his chin thoughtfully in the semi-dark."Please help me get out, Sir. If the head finds I've left my class unattended again, I'm done for."Kevin mulled things over for a minute. "Okay, this might help in the short term. Why don't you phone Mr Andrews? He'll cover for you until we can get out. Here, use my phone."Jeff Andrews was the games teacher, a. I went over to a picnic table in the shade to think."Do you still love her?" I thought to myself. "Yes, but she cheated on me and hurt me bad. "It was only sex." She dared to say to me. I can't trust her ever again, I'll always be wondering what she's doing when I'm not with her, and I'll always be thinking about why she did what she did. I don't want to know though so I can't ask her. I can't have sex with her again because every time she squeals in orgasm, I'll remember hearing her do it on.