All of that changed within a matter of hours. But you know what? I wouldn't change what happened for the world.Years ago, I moved to the small town of...Emberton, Rhode Island to take a job teaching biology and psychology at Emberton High School. I was twenty-seven years old at the time. My wife Shawna had recently given birth to our twin c***dren, Nathan and Johanna, and I thought the job would at least provide a stable source of income. Little did I realize how much I would enjoy teaching. It. She lets her arms stay locked around him for a second before turning to the door that would lock them away from the real world.Once inside, she stands next to the door, closing it behind them as he unloads his hands of the champagne onto the little table next to the bed. He turns and makes his way towards her, grabbing her body and pulls her towards him. Their lips find each other naturally and the warmth from their kiss starts to flow.He pushes her back against the closed door and grabs her. (Pretty stupid, but then again, so were most of Henry's tales.) But as the sex scene was driving to a climax (Henry couldn't help chuckle to himself while thinking about that), he couldn't decide how to end the tale. Of course, the guy Fred would just leave the ladies to stew in their own sexual juices, but the exact words eluded his mind. Henry was under a major deadline to finish this story in only three days. This was about the worst possible time for him to develop writers' block. His body. “Pinch them harder, pull them pinch them, oh yesssssss, now now please yes please fuck me deep now ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” she had another. She was approaching the big one is close.She was bucking and jumping and twisting and moving every which way. He could not follow her or anticipate what she wanted so he just bucked his hips to drive it deeper and deeper.“I am going to cum and I want it deep in you” He drove it up and deep and “ AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” he was pumping another load of hot cum into.