She loved her job, was passionate about teaching in fact, but it was only human to yearn to be back on the beach in summertime, rather than relish the... prospect of going back to the grindstone. ‘Good morning, everyone! Hope you’re all refreshed after the summer break but alas, it is now time to welcome the little darlings back to school for another year.’ Alice Kingston, the headteacher, announced as she entered the room with a mug of coffee in her hand and a stack of papers and foolscap folders. . They must be dead... Oh Shit! Mark, their wombs weren't just opened, they've been cut out! And there's something else..." Kara focused the binoculars and was silent for a moment. Then Mark heard her give a soft crying gasp, and Kara fell to the ground and silently cried. There was no sound, but Mark put his hand on her shoulder and felt the sobs racking her body."Kara... What?" All the little red lumps by the wombs Mark... The wombs weren't just opened, they were cleaned out... All these. It wasgood. It was very good. I spent the weekend with her. A week later Imoved in with her. For me it was like love at first sight.Carla has a very dominant personality; she likes to be in charge. I'mjust the opposite, and perhaps that's what attracted us to each other. Afew days after moving she told me I had a doctor's appointment for thatafternoon."I didn't make an appointment Carla." No silly boy. I made the appointment. You may not even be aware of it,but your snoring kept me. His cock was beginning to sizzle in its sweet confinement against her mound.“It’s that thing you don’t know what is,” he told her in a sure voice, as if the phrase made obvious sense.Her face broke into an involuntary smile and she looked away. She reached down between them and wrapped her hand around his cock, squeezing lightly. Stroking him. She held his dome to her slippery maw and ran her finger underneath where they joined. “You feel good,” she sighed, “even if you do talk a lot of shit..