“I think you feel guilty about sex in general.”I took a deep breath and let it out.“In the sense that fornication is a sin, yes. But that’s no...t the problem here.”“I think it is.”“The only way I can defeat your argument is to reveal confidences and discuss my other relationships. And that’s simply not something I’m going to do. That goes right back to the same argument we had on our way to McKinley that Saturday morning. I haven’t changed my mind on the topic beyond what I told you when you came. The next couple of weeks were exciting on the home front, but annoyingly boring at school. Max kept his eyes open but had yet to find anyone who really interested him, at least as a permanent addition to his family.He made sure to be polite and attentive in Cynthia’s classes, not pressuring her at all, but he found that often, when he would sneak a look at the diminutive teacher in her snug blouses and tight, figure-hugging skirts or dresses, that she was just as often looking back at him.The. .. in no time her nipples were solid and she was cooing " I want ur ass" she repeated, this time i understood what she meant. My little slut had wanted us to stop on our way to the big city to a sex shop and there she got a very small , very slim vibrator.... she ordered me to go into the bedroom and lay on my back, I promtply obeyed. She joined me a few second later with a tube of astroglide and the aforementioned toy... my cock was already rock hard and leaking precum... she sat down next to. You place one hand behind your head and slip the other backdown to encircle my cock. We get to my home and the gate swings shutbehind us. I stop the car a few yards from the door and kill the engine. Thealmost complete silence of an early summer evening envelops us as we unclip ourbelts, and I take my hand from between your legs and sit and stare at thebeautiful, smiling woman beside me. Your breasts are exactly as you describedthem, soft and full, the skin quite pale, each one wonderfully.