She just chewed my lower lip so hard and for so long.. we both were fighting for breath…we hardly had anything to talk…we fell on sofa…and conti...ued kissing when I took of her garments one by one.. soon making her naked…and threw off my clothes too.. only time we wasted was with the condom, with door shut and windows closed, it was quite dark inside the room, and that added to the intimacy…I started with her nipples, which were so sensitive under my lips, and felt so tasty…and her fingers. ‘Oh, okay.’ It came out as a sarcastic snort, Stanley’s signal to them that he was anything but pacified. Then he added, ‘So maybe it was HIS dick he was talking about. Could that be it, Melissa?’ She took a deep breath, squirmed in her seat. ‘Cut it out, okay? I’m not in the mood.’ ‘You’re never in the mood,’ he shot back. ‘That’s the problem.’ ‘Whatever,’ Melissa said, staring out her passenger side window. Michael looked away too, wishing he were elsewhere. It was moments like this that. When it arrived at the venue, someone had obviously been watching because most of the class came out to watch them arrive. The limo stopped and the four guys got out, dressed in tuxedo's, to jeers from the jocks, who were holding their partners the cheerleaders from the other school in town.Mike then held out a hand and Kelli emerged, dressed in a stunning ball gown. The girls were going 'wow', and the boys were open mouthed in shock. Mike took her arm and kissed her, and then turning to the. It was devious, simple, and devastating. He explained that underneath all that quiet submission and sexual depravity theres still a brilliant mind clicking away. And that someday she was going to see that our marriage was totally fucked up and that would be the end of that. He wanted to do something about that. To make her experience the conflict between her potential and the life she was living. To have to confront it every day. It would push her deeper down, shed drown in her own shame,.