" Yours is wet too," Mark observed, still examining every pink sparkling millimetre of his sister's twat."I'm horny," Judith panted, suddenly feeling ...n immesurable urge to frig herself. She reached down and slid two fingers into her cunt to the second joint. "Uuuuuh," she moaned, feeling some semblance of relief from the build up of horniness in her slender body."Wow!" gasped Mark, "How deep does it go? Can you get your fingers right up there Judith?" Mmmmm," confirmed Judith, and pushed her. ”“You seem sure of that. We’ve also met since then, at High Hrothgar. Perhaps you recall I have another title, Ulfric, pawn of the Thalmor. I am Dragonborn.”“That matters not. You are just a novice with the voice. I have studied it for years, have true mastery of it. You shall die, just a Torygg did, and I will be High King, just as I should have been named when he died.”I opened my arms wide. “We have a long bridge here. May I suggest that everyone give us a bit of room, and we engage each. It was a name that was going to turn me into a man. It was a name that was going to make my cum ooze. It was a name that was going to make me yearn . But before all of that, it was a name that was going to become my English teacher. So how did innocent English lessons turn to sex lessons? It all started with my brewing hormones .If only they had stayed controlled that day, I wouldn’t have had the most mind-blowing experience in my life and I wouldn’t be writing this story. Hundreds of teachers. My partner, Jake, thought that he was God’s gift to women. He had about eight years on me, and he had been a traffic cop for most of them.He treated women like shit and even though I was a lot taller than he was, he complained about my assets or rather, my lack of them. However, he still tried to get into my pants.I was then disgusted to learn that when we did stop people; he had a habit of letting pretty women off for favours. He didn’t usually have a partner, but I was an FYC, so he had no.