. You silly boy. You’re just trying to make me feel good about working out again.”“Here’s my homework for last night Ms. Kostelnick. You’re ...y favorite teacher and I’m glad we became friends,” Casey said as he placed the three sheets of notebook paper on her desk and squirted her coffee with two squirts from his invisible squirt gun.“Thank you, Casey I am too. Tell your Mom and Alicia I’ll be back soon.” She smiled as she picked up her lukewarm coffee and downed the last of the decaffeinated. " Josephine." Yes, Josephine." Would you like me to tell all these kind people exactly what you proposed to Josephine? Or are you man enough to do it yourself, governor candidate O'Donohue?"He suddenly stood up and spoke, "I've had enough of this. I'm leaving. You'll be hearing from my lawyers." If I hear from your lawyers, the press hears from me, Alex." He practically wrenched his dumbfounded wife from her seat and stomped his way to the doors of the salon. He turned around and looked daggers. This was quickly brought out and he lay next to me and fed it up my pussy slowly ‘urghhh!’ that‘s good I groaned!. He began slowly at first feeding the head into my wet pussy stretching it and getting the entire length gradually pushed in, it felt so dirty in the back garden in the sun and open air but I just did not care I wanted to act like the slut we had spoken about in the past. The sun was beating down on my body and I was shaking and sweating all over the lounger, my pussy juice covering. .. a bit achy and sore” moving my hand to my cheek and wincing as the pain throbs through my head. “Note to self, duck!” I say giggling but stop when I feel Craig's hands tighten against my waist. The car ride home become a little quiet and tense afterwards. I try to get everyone to chat while pressing my hand against Craig's chest almost as a comforting measure. “How did I come to care so much? I’ve only known him what 6-7 hours. Am I a slut like Martin said? After all I’d just been pleasured.