“**** my wet ****, **** me hard, **** me hard. Slide you **** in and out, **** me, **** my ***** baby”. Those are her words and not mine. I was a ...it taken aback as I hadn’t ever heard her say one swear word in all of my time with her. It took her only about a minute to come. As she came I could feel her squirt. I have heard of it but never had a woman that did it. There is no mistaking when she comes. I flipped her onto her back while remaining in her and ****** her passionately, sliding in. “Another question for you please, Stephen.”“Fire away.”“Do you think I ought to drop the choral society for the time being?”“Not if Terry’s with you.”“There might be some unpleasantness in the car park.”“I very much doubt it. If there is there will be plenty of other society members to break it up.”“He might follow us back to Terry’s house again.”“Ring the police and inform them that you are being harassed again.”“Will the restraining order be in place by next Tuesday?”“Good point. Give choir. You can play with it until the college starts.” I was in seventh heaven. I hugged her and told her to thank you and told her to sit on the chair in some corner.So I took a pencil because I was a fan of those stick bun so I made her sit in a chair told her not to move for 15 minutes went behind her and put the pencil in her bun. Her hair fragrance was mesmerizing. It was her Tresemme shampoo, fuck it was the best smell.I’m not kidding her bun was palm size so coz of the smell for few 2-3 minutes. By dinner that evening, the overall morale in the school was the lowest I had witnessed. Every student at our school played football and knew what the forty-one members of the J.V. were feeling. Except for members of the band, excelling at football was every cadet's dream. And the band had a respect for the game because, as freshmen, they had been required to practice football. Seniors who did not make the team were also exempt from practice. That year fifteen seniors had not made the varsity.