She was not lying when she said she made lots of noise when having sex.As i shouted'Oh god i'm coming'.She pushed down on me,taking my cock all the wa... into her pussy,right up to the hilt and said'Come inside me.Fill my mature pussy with your young come'.As i did this she said'Oh fuck.Oh shit.Oh fuck that feels so bloody good'.After i had filled her pussy full of my young come she climbed off of me and sat on the desk,spreading her legs wide.She put her fingers in her pussy and scooped out some. Emma pointed out that she had forgotten her textbook. The teacher marked the failure in his tally. Then, his eyes roamed for the next visible textbook. It was Joana’s. He told Joana to give Emma her textbook. Joana was reluctant. She held onto her textbook. The textbook was wrapped in brown recycled paper. All her friends had left her little notes, poems, and quotes on the cover. They were written with colorful pens and pretty girlish hand writing. There were cute stickers of animal baby’s. And I don’t have the time to argue with you, I have a harvest to bring in, eat your breakfast before it grows even colder, then start my lunch.’ He turned and walked out the door back toward her small golden field stopping to pick up the blade. ‘It’s my house,’ she muttered under her breath,’ who does he think he is telling me to cook his lunch? And ordering me to eat my breakfast! Da never even did that.’ Grumbling she found herself seated at her writing table tasting the meal he had prepared. Oddly, Charles didn’t even react. He stopped talking, and then checked the paperwork, as though convinced he’d finished his spiel. It was less than fifteen minutes later that Leanne and I were back out in the parking lot, gathering up her belonging from the old civic while Charles collected her new car.I wasn’t overly surprised to see her new car. It was a brand-new Chevrolet Camaro, painted a deep scarlet. Leanne stared at that car as though it were a work of art. When we climbed inside, I saw.