Monday morning arrives, and Donald hurries to shower, dress and have a quick breakfast before he needs to leave for the college. But in his car, befo...e he pulls out of the garage, he texts Emma a quick message.“I hope you slept well, have a good day today, I will be in touch this evening. Do not reply to this as I am on my way to work.”The ping of the incoming message wakes Emma. She leans and picks up the phone and reads his message. She is sorry she is not allowed to send him a message. "But enough about him!" she then exclaimed and pulled me in for another kiss.As we kissed again, she led me over to the big brown sofa, before we stumbled onto it, and ended up sitting beside each other, but facing towards each other.Then she pulled her lips from mine, glanced down at my crotch and excitedly said "I've never seen another mans penis in real life before. May i?" Do what ever you want Dr Fowler. Tonight i'm all yours!" i replied back.Like an excited c***d opening a Christmas. “That’s better,” said Greg. “I don’t want you dying on me until I’ve fucked you again. Dad likes them dead, but not me.”After a few minutes, Amber was breathing more normally and said to Greg, “I see you’re not really making a movie.”“Greg laughed and replied, “Oh, but we are. We just aren’t going to pay you. This is a high end snuff film and you and Melissa are going to become very famous actresses. You just won’t have a very big fan club. Our customers are those very rich people who are. Carol’s eyes closed and she wrapped her arms around him and got as close as possible. He ended the kiss, moving up to kiss her nose, then her forehead, before resting his cheek on the top of her head. He held her, being quiet, and thinking – I don’t ever want this to end. Carol didn’t know if she dozed, but the stillness and the quiet made her wonder. She couldn’t remember the last time she had been made love to so completely – and without being ridden. Damn, what this man could do with his.