But salvation? That was a lot harder.Since Monday was a day off, for the students anyway, I decided to return the three library books I'd checked out,...all of which were due on the following day. At the same time, I thought I'd start work on a paper that Mr. Anson had assigned us on President Andrew Jackson's battle against a national bank, a harbinger, according to Mr. Anson, of the Civil War struggle over states' rights. It actually wasn't due for another two weeks, and there was always the. I was running over to the guy’s car, before I knew it. As I got closer I could hear Jean shouting. ‘No! No! Get off me, you bloody bastard!’ I could hear him shouting as well but couldn’t make out what the hell he was saying. I got to the car just in time to see him land a back hander across Jean’s face. Incensed, I yanked the car door open and dragged him out by his collar. He landed in a heap on the tarmac in front of me. In the dim light I could see that Jean’s clothes were torn, most of her. As I was only in my shirt I took it off and removed her panty. The panty was wet inside and I smelled it. The smell was great. I slowly took her onto my bed and made her lie down. I kissed her on her lips and gradually moved down onto her boobs and started sucking them. Kamini was now uncontrollable and started moaning loudly and asked me to suck harder. I bit one of her nipples. I put my tongue on her nether lips and separated them. she said “hooh this is nice.” I pushed my tongue inside her. She pulled down the panties and stepped out ofthem. She noted with passing interest that they were soaking wet andsmelled of ejaculate. It was to be expected after all. With the hoserustling on her soft thighs and over her crotch, she had been incrediblyturned on throughout the night. She parted the lips of her wet vaginawith the fingers of one hand. Without preamble, two fingers of her otherhand probed deeply into herself. She clenched her pelvic muscles inrhythm with the fingers. She felt her.