I tossed her the ball and she bounced it back with a smile. I knew I needed a distraction.I dribbled to the right and she was all over me again, a han... on my hip and another reaching for the ball.I leaned into her with my weight, keeping the ball out of her reach with my longer arm.“You like being all over me, don’t you?” I teased in a near whisper.“I’m just better at basketball than you,” she huffed.“You might be,” I reasoned quitely. “But you just want to get physical with me. You can’t keep. She taught English, and while she was attractive, she had a poor attitude, and she dressed as unflattering as possible. Today she had her nearly black hair tied back into a bun so tight that he had to wonder if she suffered from headaches. She wore a loose black blouse, and baggy khakis that completely hid her frame. She shoved her glasses back up on her face, as she leaned over his desk, wrinkling her nose at him. She looked into his eyes for a moment, before pronouncing, "Stay after in my. Can you handle not seeing her again?”“Discounting the other option?” I asked with an arched eyebrow.“Unless you’re a complete fraud, and I don’t think you are, nor are you that good of a liar, then yes.”“I’ll take that compliment,” I replied. “It would be difficult, but if that’s what’s necessary, then I’ll do it. The question is, will SHE do it?”“Again, I don’t know. We could completely control her actions if we prescribe the antipsychotics, but we really don’t want to do that except when she. . please don't stop, lover!" she almost pathetically hissed down at him, suddenly grasping hold of his huge head with gentle hands. "More, baby... lick it more... please... ?"He let her guide him back down between her quivering, anxiously spread thighs, a whimper an animalistic groan of her own, the blonde, lust-intoxicated young wife drew her knees back to her breasts, pulling his nose back tight down into her wetly throbbing vagina!His loving tongue flicked up the fire-filled passage like an.