Even in her totally distracted state, Julie had the presence of mind to bring something she could wear to work. She had to go to work. It was part of ...er identity, who she was. The only part that hadn’t been completely wrecked by her foolish, careless behavior. It was all she had left. ‘Uh, I think I’ll be okay to go to work,’ Julie answered. ‘Doesn’t this guy work with you?’ Ashlee’s question sent a fresh jolt through Julie. Greg. Julie hadn’t really thought much about Greg, except in the. If I’m any later my room-mate will start worrying about me. And knowing her she’d call up the school to check on me. Then somebody would have to come up here to check if I was still here. Then if we were still up here, I’d be in all kinds of trouble. Even if we were all clothed and simply talking there’s no possible excuse I could think of that would justify why I’m still here at school after hours with two of my students. Let alone if they walked in on while we were in the middle of. With good reason as it turned out. Once she befriended Sharon, he kept a close eye on Nancy.In hindsight, this might have been the thing that pushed her over the edge.Nancy was a stay-at-home Mum and originally quite shy by nature. Her father was a minister and she had led a very sheltered life which included education in all-girls schools: High School and even college.Tall; perhaps five-ten and slender with it, she was slim-hipped and had long, lean legs that balanced her torso to perfection.. Clasping her firmly, I squeezed my hands over her pert breasts. Once when I scissored her nipples between by fingers was I able to tame her enough to cannon my hard cock into her with any force. “Yes, Yes!” I felt her wetten with each sawing thrust, soaked enough to feel the damp on my balls as I filled her to the hilt. Bracing herself against the front seat, she began to push back enthusiastically onto my cock. Her slight feminine gasps kept time with each hurried thrust into her hot sex. The.