“Morning Danny, lovely day, it’s hard not to love days like these, don’t you think?” She had noticed my excitement, which pleased me.“Yes M...iss Francine, I do think so.” I smile to myself and drive her to work. At the first set of lights, we come to a stop, and two vehicles flank us, one transit van and an SUV. I gaze at Francine through the rear view, she’s not even looking. It all feels tense for a minute as they stare at us, the light’s go amber and then green and I floor the accelerator. ” he was saying before he kissed me.I replied to his kiss by doing the same, his lips were very soft, they were almost like rose pedals, but what surprised me more, was the fact that our lips seemed to go perfectly together, both of us had the same rhythm, and soon our tongues were involved as well, but instead of just swirling in each other’s mouths, it almost seemed like if they were dancing. We were perfectly synchronized, and it was magical.As soon as the elevator came to a halt, my mind. The dream was so real I could feel each finger as it spread along my hardening cock,I hadn't noticed we had stopped moving normally it would have woke me but for now the only thing I wanted was her and her magic fingers,I could feel them rise and fall as she worked on me. I wanted to last forever but knew the time was near,my hand found hers and stopped her movements but the sudden squeeze made me let go and wake up. I thought that might do the trick she said as her head bent over to fill her. "I know. I'll try harder in the future. But it's just so tough, trying to change my ways. I thought I understood everything."Suzanne said, "But really, you understood nothing. All those ideas that others put in your head, those ideas didn't come from Jesus or from God. They came from petty, sexist priests in the Middle Ages who were afraid of women and afraid of sex. Mostly, almost all men back then were afraid of sexually liberated women, because they feared they might not be sexually.