He had to admit that he had some pretty lovely girls in his groups, and most of them ranged between 16 and 21. This of course was not too much younger...than he was himself. He also had a few married ladies, and he frequently had quite mature and interesting conversations with them after lectures or workshop sessions had finished. Tony was surprised occasionally, when he found himself the target of a little flirting, or suggestive remarks from a few of these older women. But he was wise enough to. The girls drink an awful lot and many of them are too drunk to drive home and you offer me as their taxi since I’m the sober one. After about 30 minutes, I get back and it’s just Kendra and Sylvia in the house. Kendra calls me to the living room. “Drew baby, don’t you love Sylvia’s heels, they are so hot.” She lifts up her heels and I say yes and then she says “What do you see?” I look down and see a key attached to an anklet. She smiles and says, “Yes Drew, Cody is locked up this week. He came. Skuld was nowhere to be seen, but I was relieved. I could not bear to see her now. Shame and sorrow overwhelmed me and sent rivers of tears down my cheeks. Barely able to walk, I staggered out of the room, not sparing a thought for the torn heap of clothes left behind. As quickly as I could, I stumbled along the passage towards free air. I did not know whether it was day or night, and did not care. Everything was better than facing reality. With waning strength I pushed aside the stone blocking. As the pace reached something like the machine, she got her first orgasm and started crying with pleasure and it was again all wet inside her and she vibrated her body for a two second and laid still with her mouth open to breathe. But it was yet not finished for me. I kept on fucking her hard and she got another two orgasms one after another and kept me holding tight. Her nails were digged in my back in an intensity of our lovemaking. In few more strokes I ejaculated inside her and I fell on.