‘May Iplay some music, Professor?’ ‘Of course, Rebecca,’ he answered. ‘I have mostly classical. You might try some Beethoven.’ She disdain...d the hauntingly restful strains and deep, passionate bass chords of the Master. ‘Have you any Bach?’ she asked. ‘Possibly,’ he replied, a little disappointed. ‘Look through them.’ She found one and started it up. She turned up the sound on the passionless mathematical precision. She looked at her mentor driving the car. At middle age he had not lost his. “So how was your first day at school with your wedding band on?”“I am soooooo much pregnant, apparently.”“Oh, that’s nice,” I said.“Like that’s the only reason to get married, you know,” she said.“Come sit on my lap and tell me about it.”Giggle. “That’s how this all got started.”“Uh, yeah, okay. But whose idea was it to do that?”“You don’t think it was a good idea?”“I do now. Back then, I figured prison was a real possibility.”“It ended up the way I wanted, though.”“All we have is an eternity,. Igrabbed his phone and handed it to him. "They are coming to take us outfor breakfast. You opened your trap about this weekend so they decided tomake a road trip to see their babies as our Moms put it."We knew we had a little time before they arrived. Kris got ready andcalled Colt to tell him we'd be back for the noon start. Just as I hadfinished dressing, Colt and Bryson came in the room."Wassup?" Colt asked with a big smile."You rude little bitches!" Kris said."Hey, I'm here for payback,". I can still hear her breathing in my ear today.she rubbed my head as i kissed her nipples.i licked her body on the way down to her waistband.spending a moment to lick her bellybutton(inny).my fingers were stroking her thighs and i could hear her moan.i pulled down her shorts and panties all in one movement.like getting to the promised land.seeing that blonde bush set me on fire .i stroked her and she was not just moist but wet.my thumb rubbing her clit.over and over .i opened her legs wider.i.