So I put up with it and got horny again.Just some calm ones this time, okay? Some nice gentle finger-strokes in my hole with light circular pressure a...round the clit. Three warm ones later, though, my nipples suddenly felt like they were on fire with someone kissing and nibbling them.Oh, God! Blake! Do it please! Harder! My little climax suddenly turned into a major head-thrashing butt-bouncing, maxi-moaner!Then a few moments later, another one, even harder! I was thrashing around so hard, I. What is about me that when a lover cums, I do too? I did. ~~~ The final rehearsal before the technical and dress rehearsals was in mid-September. I sat next to Vanessa as the cast did a creditable job with the script. It was the beginning of Act Two and all of a sudden Van, as they all seemed to call her, shouted, “Stop. Weren’t you,” she looked at me over her glasses, “supposed to change that line?” “God, yes, sorry.” She looked up at the stage. “Change that line in your scripts. It seems our. I always did my best to keep my relationships professional and platonic, especially when it came to my family and family friends. There is an old saying that “familiarity breeds contempt” and while I was not as familiar with Steve as I would like to have been, our casual run-ins in our community, always spiked my interest in Steve, even though I knew he was married. Steve had a vivid interest in photography and he was good at it. I am a professional photographer and I have been for years. My. I thought to myself if mom sees this on my underpants I will have to tell her that I had another wet dream!I heard the sound of girls giggling outside then the click of heels. "Come out tis instant!" a voice boomed, shit! miss Rogers, the vice principal. Quickly I pulled my pants up and Kate opened the door, "my office now!" ordered miss Rogers, as we were marched down the hall girls lined the way covering their faces to hide their giggles, my sister Susan was there and just glared. Miss Rogers.