I scoot into Gill’s arms and we rest for a bit. Eventually I open my eyes and look at Gill’s face his face is laying in a pile of my hairy clippin... coated in my pussy drippings, I say ouee we need a shower, I grab his hand and we go into the shower and wash each other of course I had to force Gill to stop washing my boobs I gota say they very nice with huge dark pink areolas and big long nipples, hell if I stare at them in merrow I make my pussy wet. We get out the shower dry off I say I’m. He bent down and lifted her nightgown up over her hips and she shrieked again. His head in between her legs, he paused a moment and took a deep breath of her aroma.She sobbed, feeling him tug her panties down as if in slow motion. He pulled them as far as he could down her bound, outstretched legs, then ripped the thin fabric right off her to free her cunt for his taking. She cried out again. His pulse quickened at the sight of such ripe, supple meat spread open before him like a meal. His cock. Alan heard a sound like someone shuffling papers after which Wilton said, ‘Ah, yes. Here it is. You taught history and were quite successful at it. Most of your students went on to some sort of higher education. Most of those are holding skilled, productive, well-paying jobs. Some took to the subject matter so well that five of your former students are working to maintain and codify one archive or another at the Library of Congress. One, and I confess to being absolutely flabbergasted by this,. “No I haven’t been drinking, you asshole!” Pause. “Fuck you something heavy! Get your lard ass up here and sit on the seat!” Pause. “Fine, first thing in the morning. You be here or I will FIND you!” Still standing on the seat, Lorna carefully peeked under the tank cover and sighed, relieved that the only thing in there was water. She thought about what she might have around that was heavy enough, and jumped off to fetch her free weights. She stacked two, ten-pounders and two, five-pounders on.