The forty-two exchange students from the US and Canada trickled into the classroom from breakfast. Trevor chose a seat at the end of a row midway back...and Maria sat next to him, with Pam next to her. I sat down next to Pam. At exactly 8:15am the instructor, a man who looked to be in his late 60s or early 70s, handed out language workbooks and several handouts and then began teaching.We’d have a couple of dozen vocabulary words to learn each day, plus practice exercises in the books. The goal. He quickly peaked and was soon filling her mouth with his second load of the night. He came a lot and my wife could not accommodate all of it so she let his cock slip out of her mouth as she continued to stroke him while he shot his last two strands on her chin and breasts. My wife was pleased to have made him cum again so quickly and she moved back up the bed and began talking to her young lover. She mentioned she had never dated a younger guy before (there was a 6 year age gap) and they began. "I thought we were falling in love," she complained. "Isn't sex part of that?" Tiffany," he said patiently, "think about that. Answer this. When was the first time you had sex with him?" I don't remember," she said crossly."What date?" he insisted. "First? Second? Fifth?" Second," she said, sullenly. "He got me drunk at a Frat party." And you thought he loved you," said Chuck.Tiffany thought about shouting at him. Why did he have to bring all this up? She knew she'd made a mistake. She knew now. “Sure,” she said, “and calls me Jill.” She reached out her hand towards my paper. It was on the same level as my crotch and I saw here eyes linger for a second on the bulge in my pants. “What is it that you have a question about?”I leaned a little closer and pointed out paragraph in question. I felt her breath against the side of my face and breathed it in. The closeness just made my cock harder. She ran her finger along the edge of her cleavage and my eyes couldn’t help but follow.“Like what.