"Oh, baby, yes, fuck your wife!" she cried, grinding her hips as her eyes rolled up into her head.Quickly flopping down onto me, breasts to chest, nos... to nose, she took my hands and placed them on her ass. Raising her hips, she began slowly and steadily fucking me. Her eyes fluttered, then refocused. Staring intensely, she bit my bottom lip and drove her hips into me with a wild urgency. Riding me hard and never blinking, she panted, "You know all this about me ... and still you chose me to be. When I was bedridden she was helping with household work and food. She is a sweet caring yet naughty girl. But briefly for some time now, I have found some changes in her.She was down most of the time and she all of a sudden had decided to go on a diet. I wanted to know the reason behind it. She started jogging in the same way as me. Eventually, we became jogging partners. Since she joined in my everyday routine, all my days were dreamlike.I used to get to see her bouncing breasts and her. It stopped beside him and Tim opened the car door in response to the obvious invitation. The interior light came on with the open door, and he saw that the driver was a woman, perhaps in her late thirties, a slender woman with a pleasant face."Need a ride to La Estrada?" she asked cheerfully, as though there were somewhere else to go."Yes, thank you, ma'am," Tim replied."Are you really a soldier?" the woman asked with a smile in her voice as the car moved back onto the road. "You look so. Martin is a lieutenant commander. Shouldn’t you be calling him ‘Commander Martin’?” Sam asked.“Oh no, Miss Conroy,” the little girl replied with her eyes wide. “He’s in the Navy. And in the Navy, all officers below the rank of commander are called ‘mister’. So he’s still Mr. Martin, until he’s promoted, at least.”To Jack she said, “We’re so very lucky to have Miss Conroy as our teacher. She knows everything! And she’s so neat. When it’s my turn to nap with her, she rests my head on one of her.