“She was one of your friends, wasn't she?” I said. “Yes, that was Sarah. She said that she enjoyed it a lot, and she hadn’t had so much in her... mouth for a long time”. I sat down then and said that I would like a drink. I certainly needed time to think. Marilyn poured a couple of malt whiskies and sat beside me. Without asking, she put her hand on my crutch, and rubbed my cock through my trousers. Amazingly, it responded, not exactly with extreme vigour, but that was hardly to be expected.. ..but I know that she wants it now. And she wants it like this.I opened my mouth around her cunt and got my tongue as deep inside her as I can. Her juices are in my mouth and suddenly I feel quick, sudden spasms in my mouth. She cries out, it comes from nowhere. don't care how she sounds, she is expressing her orgasm. Her cry is beautiful and sexy and so fucking dirty. I want to die listening to that sound. Again, I expected her to move against me, to lock her legs around my head to keep me in. We swam around for a bit. It was getting late so we got out of the ocean and went and grabbed our stuff and we went back to the hotel.We got back to the room, Tina asked about that massage. I said, sure, go lay down on the bed. She laid down on her stomach. I grabbed some lotion and put it on her. She was relaxed, she even let me massage her butt. So when it was time for bed, Tina went and put on a nightgown. She took her bra off but left her panties on. I took off all my clothes. I stood there. "I couldn't be a teacher," Cindy said. "I can teach. So can you. But real teachers don't have the choice we had, to only work with kids who wanted to be there learning. How do you think we'd handle walking into a classroom every day knowing that half the kids in it don't want to be there at all, and some of them do not have the good upbringing to keep from disrupting it for others?" I saw that with my own eyes," I said. "I know you have seen it too." That was just one conversation. We had.