He was just still amazed that she'd woven it to catch him!She finally stood up and said, "Ugh. I stink."He returned with, "I doubt that very much."She...laughed. "I forgot sweaty women turn you on." Not sweaty women," he corrected. "Just sweaty you." How romantic. Somehow, I thought a man with a doctorate in Elizabethan poetry would be all flowery when he complimented me, but what do I get?" She lowered her voice, trying to sound male. "Hey, sweet tits, get sweaty for me and let's do the bump. She was Chinese, and 5'11 so pretty tall, pale skin, dark hair down to her shoulders and broad shoulders. A little too broad for my taste too, another reason I didn't pursue anything. She was very athletic and that made me feel a little weird, she was sort of more into sports than me and didn't really fit that feminine model I wanted. She would do stupid things and say childish comments about me, I guess because she liked me and didn't know how to show it. So I basically ignored her and just. I’m not sure what to expect but I thought it would be more thrilling. Maybe I’m expecting too much. Maybe this is how it’s supposed to be.’ ‘Do you know how he feels about you?’ ‘He acts as though he’s fond of me as well,’ she hesitated before continuing. ‘Don’t you think there should be some passion? That I should be just dying for him to kiss me? He hasn’t even tried you know.’ ‘I do know. I’ve chaperoned you many times and he has been a perfect gentleman. Maybe next time I should turn my. Suck it up good” Mary gasped for air and I was a bit worried, I said, “you okay babe?” She replied…. “YES…YES…. DON’T STOP HIM..LET HIM FUCK ME HARD AGAIN…I LOVEEEEEE THIS …I LOVE HIS FUCKING BIG COCK IN MY TIGHT WET CUNT “ I could hardly believe this was Mary talking, it wasn’t like her at all. Rob started ramming her really hard again and slapping her face and tits as she screamed … “ OMG…FUCK ME ROB …YES,…YES …FUCK ME HARD…GOO….GOOOO..FUCK MY WET CUNT…MAKE IT BLEED …YESSS… FUCK ME…FUCK.