My wife took a seat. She was looking tired , means very tired. I couldnt say anything to her and there was all silence between us. I had guilt feeling...that where I have made her land. During the time she was at Maam’s place, we had not talked. As was instructed by Maam, no telephone calls ( unless its of our child’s matter) and no other contacts. She had told that they wanted to enjoy her- totally.After around half an hour of driving, I broke the ice of silence , by asking if we could park for. Of course, no one ever spoke about those who had failed to excel within the harsh environment of this school, the failures who had been broken by the teachers and could consider themselves lucky if they got to dance at a strip-club after dropping out.Kara had always been one of the most promising young dancers, rising up to the demands of the teachers, dedicated to her practise and driven to succeed. But lately, as she had only recently passed her eighteenth birthday, she had learned something. My cock was throbbing in my shorts. ‘In case it’s not clear enough, I am hugely turned on,’ I said. ‘It’s clear. I’ve got an idea what I can do about it,’ she said. She turned me on my back, and took the waistband of my shorts in her hands. I hoisted my butt up so she could remove them, and I lay naked on her bed. She hung her breasts over my mouth, where I sucked on each in turn, then she used her nipples to stroke across my chest, my stomach, my cock, down my thighs and legs, and then back up. When he moved back up to nip at her erect nipples she involuntarily lifted her hips to his, signaling her want. He responded with a masculine groan as he shoved himself inside her, and she cried out in absolute pleasure, her nails finding the flesh on his back. Relentless, he began to pound her ferociously, causing her breath to come in gasps and her breasts to bounce up and down with the momentum. Her legs wrapped around his waist as she guided him deeper into her, and he cradled her head as.