I could feel her body tensing under mine, her hips, the contractions in her back as she started crying again.Finally I just collapsed on top of her. M... dick still held within the warm confines of her pussy. I knew we'd made some improvement today. I was going to do the same thing tomorrow, tape her and make her masturbate for me.I don't know, I probably laid atop her for a good ten minutes. The feeling was too glorious to move. I got off the bed and stood over her, her head was almost hanging. She thanked the gods her father had waited until just after her eighteenth birthday to die. She had not fancied the idea of her Aunt Muriella controlling her fortune for her. He stood nervously in the doorway, uncertain of himself, with the awkward stance of a youth not quite at ease in his own body. Perhaps, she thought, he had only recently become so handsome. Because handsome he was, with his dark hair tied back and his white shirt straining over his broad shoulders. She dropped her eyes to. Her eyes opened up. I could see the hint of a tear at the corner of the closest eye. She smiled. "They are a lovely bunch of women, Joe. You want to go undercover with one of them?" She winked."All in the line of duty boss." Who?" The nurse." She single?" In her heart." You wicked boy," she said, continuing her stare."What?" I asked as per usual when she stared at me in that particular way."You remind me of me when I was your age."It was a comment she had made many times in our student/teacher. Mathew was three years older than her and a perfect man. She considered their love to be picture perfect.She remembered the night he proposed to her, as if it was yesterday. Mathew had called that morning and said, "Jennifer I have reservations at Top Hat for eight pm, so wear your dancing dud's, we're having a, 'night to remember!'"After taking a long bubble bath and two hours of pampering, Jennifer glanced at her sexy figure in the mirror and uttered, "Oh you beautiful baby!" She wore a.