‘the fear of being so confined, and the despair of one failed attempt after another,’ Mrs. Facelli sighed softly, slowly rising from her seat as i... preparing to leave. ‘I suppose I had hoped that we might want the same thing,’ Mrs. Facelli finished, though she had no reason to, smiling a soft, gentle smile at me before stepping away from her seat. I don’t know why but I froze. This time it was my own turn to stand speechless in the small coffee shop, unable to say a word or even pull away when. Another plunge, then another, and another, and another... My rhythmic hammering upon her womanhood became something that I unconsciously did, her body taking the blow of my manhood, sending currents of delight and ecstasy through her body; her breast now swelled to their biggest size, those nipples noticeable at their simple position. Her moans again increased, making me in-turn add my own grunts of satisfaction as I kept up my pace. These timeless minutes rolled by, me giving my heart in. He nodded to his men and they started to move the faculty to the forward seats. Kelly smiled at the MPs; it was obvious that some faculty didn’t want to move, but finally they were in their new places.Kelly began, “Good morning. I am Kelly Jackson. I am the new president of the War College and I want to take this opportunity to introduce myself. I have three announcements to make and then I would be happy to answer questions. First, effective immediately, wearing of uniforms at the War College. I grabbed a condom and rolled it on over his dick. He guided me to the couch and laid me supine. He lubed me up and slid two fingers into me. He got knuckle deep and I gasped. I bit my lip and twisted my own nipple."Fuck that's good!" I let out as he continued to finger my ass. The stranger withdrew his fingers and grasped my ankles. He rolled me further onto my shoulders. He slid himself into me."OH fuck!"I shouted.Puzzled, he paused. I looked up and smiled a bit."You're good, it feels good..