Her body would tell me when and what to do, I just had to make sure to listen.He was moving over me as I moved under him. This part I remember. When m... husband did this I knew he was going to stick it in and give me what he called "a good fucking." It may have been good for him but a lot of the time it hurt but it would get better the longer he did it. I did not always have an orgasm; rarely had an orgasm was probably more accurate. Franklin gave me more this night than I ever got in 20 years. .. I’m afraid if he finds out I’m not really his.”“He does love you, whatever the performance tonight, and that wouldn’t change. You wouldn’t believe how proud he is of you.”“He never says that.”“That’s just men, and families. I know he is because he’s always talking about you, and it’s why he’s so protective.”“Isn’t some of that cos he thinks I have his genes?”“He still raised you, helped form your values and how you are. And he just reacts to you, like everyone.”“I don’t think he’s too keen. I was keen on sucking his hard cock. Jack was watching closely and had stripped off his clothes.Jack gave me a reassuring smile as I looked at him over Peter’s cock. But I never had a chance to get my lips on it before Peter rolled me onto my back and went down on me first, his tongue expertly finding my clit. He moved his tongue in devilish ways, driving me wild and unable to hold myself together when my hot juicy pussy began to quiver and explode with an orgasm that ran through me like a. By the end of break, I had completely forgotten all about it.The following week, I was on my own. I was the only day release studentand the full-time were off at some meeting or another. I went into alargely empty common room.I had my notes in my hand and rather stupidly, was trying to read whilstaiming somewhat haphazardly at the coffee machine when I bumped intosomeone."Sorry," I said without looking up."That's alright... Hey, don't I know you?"It was a girl's voice and I did recognise it,.