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  • Sometime later, I awoke to the sound of her stumbing Indian through the front door. I guessed she was pretty drunk from the noise she was making. I heard her making her way to the bathroom and into the shower. I laid in the dark, waiting for her, and started feeling horny. A few minutes later, I was dazzled by the bedroom light. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust, and then I saw her leaning against the doorframe, stark naked. She looked fantastic. “Wow,” I said, as my dick twitched. She giggled. She pulled the quilt off and crawled up the bed to lay snuggled into me. We kissed, and her breath was a mix of minty fresh toothpaste and Bacardi. Her hand found my dick, tugging it gently. “Did you have a good time?” "Shut up, bitch! But I will probably be sending anyone who wants to fuck a teacher's ass in here. "Well let me show you," she said with a smile. YESSSSSS”, the last word bounced round the kitchen. Does that guy over there in the jersey think he’s a pro football player? “Ugh, dammit Cory, I was sleeping.” I whined as he wrestled with me. It retreated and the right breast was once against pushed through. Then, it felt wonderful. She shook and bumped her pussy against my pubis a couple of times and then she fell into my arms, limp and lifeless like a rag doll. Mark continued. Evidently at least one person saw it, because though Orson couldn’t see out the door, Lily could and with the shocked expression from the viewer, Lily waved at the person to let them know that it was of her choice that this was happening. “Aren’t you ever bothered by… anything I do?” I asked, digesting for the first time just how weird this whole situation was. Yes, please,” she begged. I Indian didn’t know whether to pet her or throw her down and make love to her. Some will almost certainly hit on you. I was hoping that Tom or my father or both would follow us up, but I did see or hear anyone. “Maybe,” was her only reply, “Now let’s get this stuff back.”