"I just wish Karen hadn't been hitting the punch so hard."Karen, the lead singer, actually could do pretty well for a country-western bar band. She ha... one of those thin, screechy, nasal voices that country-western fans kind of like, and she sounded a little hillbilly when she sang. But now, as she was trying to pick her way through "Your cheatin' heart," she wasn't doing too well. Halfway through the song, she dropped the mike on the floor and raced for the ladies room, presumably to blow her. I toss some paper down and flush it all away. Then I plan the rest of my day.Sunday arrives and I get the groceries ready in the shop. Then It’s over to Mrs R. I didn’t expect anything to happen, apart from delivering the shopping, why would she want me? I’m just a young lad, in her eyes. All the way over I found myself thinking only of Diana, focusing on keeping my cool when I get there. Finally, it’s Diana’s house, I have football shorts on today and a black t-shirt. Diana is fully. Unbeknown to her I had had a similar conversation with my friend to make sure he designed a placement that would maximise her opportunities to learn.I surprised myself by missing Kirsty's presence for the next two weeks. It seemed I was almost becoming addicted to her being around, but I told myself to get used to it as the end of term was only days after the end of her placement and I wouldn't see her for seven weeks.She was full of her work experience when she returned and I could get nothing. I was hard again and moved between her legs rubbing the head of my cock between he pussy lips then sliding all six inches in with one thrust. I remained still getting used to the feeling of her wet pussy engulfed around my cock before I started to pump into her. I wanted to savor this fuck as I had thought about it many times and she was a good as I had thought. We switched positions several times before she finally got on her hands and knees telling me to fuck her hard. I reached around.