I just don’t care and neither does Stephanie. Melanie and Jennifer agree with me.”“Why would Jennifer agree?”“I haven’t told you the most ...mportant thing about her. Jennifer is to Stephanie what you were to Birgit. Just as you knew that I couldn’t be with you until I made love with Birgit one last time, so Jennifer knows that I can’t be with her, or anyone, actually, until I’ve made love with Stephanie. I realize that might not make sense to you, or anyone else, but Stephanie is the key to my. One girl was still standing and the others were either sitting in a chair or on the floor. Brittney gritted her teeth as she ordered, "Fuck that asshole with that big, black, fucking, cock!"Linda added, "I don't know how he is taking that, but I'm flowing like a river watching it."By now, Dante was fucking my ass with a steady rhythm. I was used to his size and it started to feel ok except every time he thrust in, I felt my stomach bloat a little. Things this large are not meant to go in. Then I read on the internet how to remove the wiring to my camper. It took almost a half hour before I was satisfied that it was safe. All that was finished before the tow truck arrived to pick up the camper for the move.I was surprised to find that the tires were not dry rotted. They stayed inflated until we got to the new location for the trailer. The tow truck driver just unhook it and dove away. That left me to level it and block it up.Since there were way more concrete blocks than I needed. As John was leaving the teacher's lounge he wondered how Mrs. Hemster would handle the rest of the day with her sticky pussy exposed to the cool air through the torn panties. He impishly sent one last message as he left the lounge. Mrs. Hemster, you will not leave work early nor wash your crotch until you get home.The episode in the teacher's lounge relieved some of the sexual tension John felt and made the rest of the day bearable. His last class was finally about to start and he felt a tingle.