"Oh-kayyyy, this bag's got my skirts in," she said, raising the bagslightly to demonstrate which one she meant.She smiled, offering it to me as if wer... a present, her arm outreached,the bag in her hand, waiting to be taken by me.I could see a navy blue material peeking out of the top of the bag, asher rustling it around had disclosed a small part of its contents.Through the bag I could see the shadow of what appeared to be three orfour navy blue school skirts, like the ones the girls at my. But those few times a woman had unequivocally said "NO" Kirt had backed off, difficult as it was. His plans for this woman were no different, though if she said "NO" he didn't know what he'd do, other than stand back and beat off right in front of her. He was THAT inflamed.It was for that reason that he waited until he felt her quiver and shake and go rigid... until he knew she was in the midst of an orgasm, to stand and show her his rigid member."Oh Angelique, I am helpless for you. I must. .. Uuuuuhhhh! She moaned and some strange pleasure rose in me as i removed half of my length from her wet, warm, and tight pussy. As my pace increased her moans grew louder and her moans brought me to my climax. We both moaned as i came, with a grunt i rolled off of her and onto the floor. "Let me take you up to my room, for now at least." Wordlessly i followed her up to her room.All that was on her room was a bed, a nightstand, and a dresser. She lead me over to her bed and pushed me onto my. ‘I’ll take care of Mr. Leif.’ Assured Sir Glen. ‘This cannot be avoided Taylor. Circumstances have changed. You always knew you would not be with me forever.’ Taylor gulped trying to force back the tears and bowed her head. ‘Will I have time to say goodbye?’ her voice warbled as a whisper. Sir Marcus closed his eyes praying that Taylor could not see him shatter with such a simple request. ‘We’re leaving now Taylor. There is no time.’ A small voice came again from the girl in front of them. She.