When I reached my hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy, her smooth, freshly shaved cunt was soaking wet. I slid my cock between her pussy lips ...nd rubbed her clit with it. She twitched and moaned. "Put it in me, Paul. Fuck me good. I want you in me." With just one shove I slowly pushed my full seven inches into her hot, wet, tight love tunnel. I was balls deep in Terry and I held it there, still for several seconds. "Fuck yes, that feels so good. Fuck me Paul." I started pumping. ." Yes, Sir?" Do not let me down."Nichols managed a worried, "Yes, Sir," before following the little, mostly-bald man out of Moreau's office.An hour later, Nichols was back in his quarters studying both from his laptop and a stack of hard copy material. His new identity was that of a recently deceased teacher from a small town in Alaska. The town and everything in it was owned by Moreau. The teacher had died, presumably, from hitting the back of his head when he fell on icy steps, but the death. Shehas requested to go to a sex therapy class for couples and that was what this story is about.We arrived at the class a little early and both of us were nervous cause we had not done anything like this before. This was a big step for her and I was proud that she would make this effort. The classroom had a half dozen mats spread out on the floor with one up front by its self. We were the second couple to arrive and were greeted by the therapist, a beautiful woman in her mid to late 30's with. After a while, sandhya is like I am getting bored let’s sit somewhere where no one spots us, don’t you want to know more about me? I agreed and left to the dark lawn after grabbing another drink for us.We were chatting about my business and her husband’s plastic product manufacturing company in Rajkot. We both were tipsy due to alcohol and then she asked me whether she can sleep in lap, I agreed to which she rested her head and were chatting. I was playing with her hair and she was holding my.