They had to be at least eighteen to be here I knew. The food was good and afterwards we waded in the surf and walked the beach until the sunset.As we ...lay in bed reading, I asked Marcie what she thought of this so far. She smiled at me and said it was more interesting than she had thought at the gate and quite relaxing too. We talked about the next day and I told her that Roy, the older man at dinner, had reserved a small sailboat and asked me if I’d like to join him in the morning. I’d always. Burke – let’s show the students what you have.”John looked confused as he approached the podium – thanks largely to a shove by Mr. Turner. Now at the front of the classroom, Nicole whispered in his ear, “I hate to do this to you, but part of joining this group is showing everyone what you have underneath.” With that she quickly unbuttoned his shirt as he began to protest. Before he knew it his pants were also unbuttoned and he was standing in front of all his students in nothing but his. She's so close. She's almost there. One last act, one more little push will take her higher than the clouds and over the edge into ecstasy. She arches her back and stares needily at her husband, then guides his hand back to her clit. A few touches. A few more strokes.And then she's there. She screams, throwing back her head, thrashing and trembling in the sheets, coming, coming. Coming so hard. Her wedding night orgasm is upon her and it is everything she had always dreamed it would be, puts. She had taken the liberty to cross her legs so as not to let any of her juices trickle onto the bed. When his hand reached out to caress her cheek she exhaled, as a shiver again ran up her spine, her head tilting up to look up at him. The fire in her core, the ignition between their eyes created an almost instant spark in the space between them. But at that moment there was no world around them; it was only the two of them, their eyes locked on each other and their souls embracing. It was so.