That was Mizz Gregory."We've heard a little about you, Cindy," she said. I saw her eyes looking, noticing my wedding band. "You're quite the topic, yo... know. Your friend Kaitlyn's no slouch. She got a twenty-eight on her ACT."I looked at Kaitlyn. I remember the day we took the tests. She was worried. Apparently she shouldn't be worried."I hope people are saying good things about me," I told Mizz Gregory."Frankly," Mizz Gregory said, "Your test score is remarkable. We've also seen your husband's. But it was a tease. "My obligation?" She whispered, matching his tone for once. "My obligation." She repeated, smiling slightly. "Yes," he replied. And just like that, his lips were on hers. Needy, hungry, soft and passionate. "Gideon," she moaned, kissing him back with as much passions as he was kissing her. This is what she needed, she realized. It was all about excitement. She needed the excitement. Gideon picked her up. In the process, she wrapped her legs. Rob let her get his cock wet with her own pussy juices, and then he reached up, cupping both of Ann's naked rounded breasts as he let her throw herself into this new sexual experience."Use your leg and thigh muscles, Ann, to help you not only move up and down on your partner's cock, but also to help you control the pace and power behind your up and down movements," Rob said as he could see Ann getting used to being in a different sexual position while fucking than she'd ever experienced before.. He had a deep sense of personal honor and discretion andshe knew he would never say anything about her to theother boys. One night it happened. “Amo, amas, amat,” she read.“What does that mean?” “Why, you know what it means,” he said, surprised. “Itmeans love.That was the first conjugation we learned.”“No,” she said in a soft husky voice, “what does it mean— to you.”She looked up him with her soft brown eyes, and what.