I didn't remember where that bottle had come from, but it was over half empty."Want to come?" I admit that the pass wasn't very subtle, and I probably...shouldn't have made it. All I could think about was how much I wanted inside her."Do ... do you need me to take you home, Henry?" Trish asked hesitantly."Need ... I..." I tried to contemplate the answer that would be the right one. She was my student and she was asking...Oh no, don't you dare. You're almost ten years older than this girl. If the. For the next three days I would catch her on the landing and kiss her hard and crush her boobs and bums and leave her, each day a little longer with little objection from her. I could not do for a longer time because of the fear of someone seeing us.One day in the morning the mathematics lecturer and her husband carrying their child came to my apartment and informed me that they were leaving to their parent’s house and would come back in three days I was upset thinking that I would not see. “Well, after hearing last night what you want to do to me (her face turned even redder), and what you want me to do to you (she was already past Coke and Marlboro red again), I’m not sure just how much virtue you have left.”“And if you keep talking like THAT,” she tried to say in a very stern voice, “you will NEVER find out.”Then we both began laughing like children. We must have laughed for 10 minutes before we finally calmed down.“I STILL can’t believe you would say my breath smells like a. “No mom, it’s your honeymoon. I’m just filling in for dad” I said and went back to kissing her. She didn’t back away this time. Mom took my hand and put it on her boobs. I didn’t need more instructions, and I immediately started to squeeze her.“Aaaahhh” Mom moaned, allowing better access into her mouth. I pulled down her bra and freed her hard nipple from its constraint. I squeezed it between two of my fingers while still squeezing mom’s boob.I suddenly moved down and took most of her huge.