Those extra classes were the best hours of my life. She used to teach me alone and I had the privilege of seeing (better to say, staring) those huge b...reasts of hers. She talked to me in a very friendly manner and I started to be frank with her. We had even started to talk a little about our personal lives and our families. It was then that I got to know that she had been divorced two years earlier and lived alone in an apartment near the coaching center. Slowly and steadily a bond of. In the end though it was just the car. I figured out later, it was always just the car.Kat wanted the car.Kay always got what she wanted.Sure, I pushed through the reluctance from the police and eventually got them to take me seriously and report it as a crime, but I didn’t hold out any hope that they’d find her, let alone be able to make charges stick.My lawyer friend was no help – he hadn’t seen her in weeks. Besides he was too busy at work. Someone had hacked into their system and a whole. And …” he looked around the table, “anyone who would like their cock or pussy sucked during the meal can push their shorts off.” Almost in unison, they raised themselves up just enough to unfasten and remove their shorts.I removed my setting and crawled under the table before Abby took that place. I started with Abby as she moved her chair to the table, pushing her knees apart and lapping at her pussy, which caused her to slide down the seat to give me better access. That became the way. Slower, less frantic ... like people who now have all the time in the world.Carolyn, ever gracious, had resolved our dilemma with her customary grace and level headedness. She had made me feel special and preserved our close friendship. In fact sometime during the party we found ourselves alone for a few moments and she grabbed me around the waist and said,"Matt, you know I'll expect lots of grandbabies."I broke from her embrace and stood at attention and saluted her giving her a quick, "Yes.