“Hi Andrea,” I replied with a bit of a wave.“We’re back in school now, so it’s Miss Sif,” she corrected me, although she still smiled, so ... didn’t feel too chastised.“Sorry, Miss,” I corrected myself.Most students aren’t usually on a first name basis with their teachers, but Andrea- or Miss Sif rather, was friends with my mother, and she was often a guest at our house. Like my mother, Miss Sif was of Icelandic descent. She had first come to the UK to do a one-year placement as a part of her. I remove the pancake and sip the next dose. I form a beautifully round pancake by moving the pan in circle. Then I place it back on the stove. I put some Nutella on the hot pancake and roll it then on the serving plate. One more and I’ll take a little breakfast to Mel. I enter the room where Mel is studying holding a serving plate with dozens of rolled pancakes with chocolate and two glasses with orange juice. She is there, wearing a tight black top with bikinis in the same color and is lying. Routine would become the normality again. — Lance pitched another bale of hay half-heartedly, glancing over to Wesley. The man was throwing himself in to the job and had been working his ass all morning and not said a damn word. Everyone knew what today was, and it was like someone had died, and a death toll was settling on the ranch. Lacey was leaving. It was killing him to watch it, too. Shoving his pitchfork down into the dirt, he leaned against it some and just looked at his best friend,. After 1 – 2 minutes my wife comes down to the lower level as well. She crawls into my direction and she ends above of me. Her face in front of my face. Her breasts touching my chest. Her knees next to mine. Her pussy above my (again) erected dick. Our legs against each other. She kisses me and then sits down: my dick slides gently into her pussy. She starts to move her body up and down. We are fucking in the sauna…She speeds her movements and my dick disappears completely into her pussy. When.