Please forgive her."“I'd rather not talk about it right now. Monique, would you please leave so I can talk with my wife. Assuming she still wants to...be my wife.”Amanda turned to Monique, quietly asked her to leave, telling her she'd get in touch with her later. Monique bid us adieu hoping she could make amends. With her departure, Amanda sat on the end of the bed facing me. She apologized again then proceeded to tell me the story of her weekend. I sat patiently listening to her tale, saying. It’s the assistant instructor promotion that requires mental and spiritual discipline, the ability to teach, and a proper temperament. It served the purpose of showing you what would happen without doing any harm to the dojo. What rank is this student?”“2nd Kyu. And I’d say Marcia is at least as proficient as he is at brown belt techniques. Her other student, Ted, is better by far and is easily going to leapfrog this one I’m talking about.”“Did you say anything to Molly?”“I did. I advised her. She sucked and sucked until I couldnt give her anymore. When she finally came up for air she was smiling and pinching her nipples. I continued to use the bottle as a dildo and inserted another finger into her ass. She laughed and said "your a bad boy" and went back to sucking my dick. It only took a couple of minutes for my hard on to return and she quickly got onto her back and said for me to get rid of the bottle. Instead I pulled her legs up and pushed the head of my cock against her. He held her as she shook in his arms, her entire body beaded with sweat as the pleasure continued. Her moans turned into incoherent animalistic grunts, groaning at the extreme pleasure of it all until it slowly started to fade. He held her tight as her thrashing decreased, still not able to stop penetrating her completely. He could feel her body relax in his arms, slowly, gradually, the spasms growing less and less intense. Her breathing became shallower, until with a final shiver going through.