Helen sighed again, "Ok just know that Linda's right and The Crack is not the type of place that you and your brother should be hanging out." So why y...u go there?" Because, well" Helen couldn't think of a better way to say it, "I am a slut. What you don't know is that there's another room at the club where strangers have sex." Helen found herself arousing just thinking of the backroom. "This is definitely not office talk." What do they do?" Helen expected Sage to let it drop but the girl. He ran her doorbell right at noon and waited several moments for his teacher to answer the door. When she did, David thought she looked like hell."Hi," she said without much enthusiasm stepping to the side, holding the door open for his entry."Is this a bad time?" David asked noting how she looked. "I can come back some other time." No, its okay," she said closing the door behind him. "I have some material on the kitchen table." Miss Wilson pointed in the direction she wanted him to go.David. I think I need to say this. I love you, whatever you do. If you didn't like Shakespeare, I'd still love you. If you told me you didn't want to be together tonight because you were going to a beer and bong bash, I'd still love you. I'd worry more, but I'd still love you."Sophia laughed. "I think I knew that. But it was nice to hear, anyway. I really do like reading more than partying. I suppose I always did; I just forgot. But I worry about my image, more than I should. Reading Shakespeare and. My touch soon caressed the thickness of her backside, clutching each stiff globe of her rugged ass. She soon surrendered to the painstaking exploration I found myself basking in by taking my womanly frame in her own mighty grip. Her fingers crept along my wide hips, only to clasp them as she spryly brought me into her embrace. I let out a bellowing gasp as I felt her breasts press against my own... Thrusting my neck back, she sank her teeth into my bare neck. "Oh my God!" I shouted as her.