The best part, since I am now 18, I can legally fuck him all I want! That is, if he loves me back. The thought of Mr. Johnson not loving me back made ...me stop short of caressing myself. I bit my lip and took a look at the clock as I set her pencil down and lifted my right hand back to the top of the desk. Only 5 more minutes of the living hell that people called school. The teacher was going on about how she hopped that everyone would have a safe and fun summer, but I didn’t care about what she. After being caught in his room prying through his private things and being made to pose topless for him she had wondered what he would do next time. He had massaged her breasts which had been quite pleasant despite her fear. In fact she had thought of little else in the following days,and found the memory exciting. She had even walked around her room topless to recreate the feeling and found it felt pleasant ,especially if she imagined she was being watched! She hadn’t told any of her friends. "Strangely enough they each settled into almost the same post workout routine as always. The only real difference was that this time, when Clay was fantasizing about his mom in the shower, she was in her shower fantasizing about him too. His cock felt so good inside her that she couldn't help but want it there again.By the end of the night Clayton was mildly confused. He was certain that he had fucked his mom after their jog, but with all of his masturbation and fantasies of her, he was. Lifting the skirt of her dress, to reveal her femininity, I opened my pants to expose my maleness. I climbed into the casket and lay atop my beloved, becoming one with her as we would have on our wedding night. Holding her in my passionate embrace, kissing and caressing her cold, still face, I gave her the final gift of our love, and left her with something of myself to remain with her for the ages. I lay thus with her long after my physical need was satisfied, my head resting on her satin.