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I am used to it." I said trying not to stare at Kelly's firm tits with hard nipples or the dark shadow or her bush showing in her panties. My cock grew hard. Kelly Rossi is a great teacher and a friend. She is around forty years old. I had never really thought about her sexually till now as she was always dressed pretty conservatively. But now I could see her tits, 32 "C". Her curly dark brown hair and brown eyes. I now found her very attractive but before I thought of her as average. Her smooth legs, nice hips, pointy tits and no makeup combined with her flirty attitude all made me want to drain my balls in her. "I feel like I am in high school again!" Kelly said with a big smile as she hit me with a pillow. We talked and flirted and finally went to sleep. As we laid there she snuggled with me, her tits pressed against me. When I awoke the next morning Kelly was already in the shower. I thought nothing of it. But when she got out she walked into the room with a towel on her head. ?Cereal with milk…Eggs and Bacon?Anything you like.. He said happily. Cereal is fine I said with a smile. Hot, cold or warm milk..? he asked. …where are you getting with this? I asked with a smirk. Real milk…youre starting to get a little dirty you know… He said laughing. You dont know how…I said with a snall smirk. H-huh? He said blushing a little, I guess he wasnt expecting an answer like that from me. Warm milk is fine! I said laughing and sitting on the sofa to watch TV. Some minutes later Kain came with a bowl of cereal for each one of us. I admit that I got a bit…surprised by your answer.. he said eating. Why? I asked. You have always been Thee Polite Boy, in fact Id never expect you to do something wrong.. he said with a smile. Well…thanks…I guess… I said eating. By the way…I invited Kai and Ben here…they might come around 1 PM he calmly said. U-Uh!? I said spitting a little of the milk in the bowl. Hey…why the surprise…know something that I dont? he asked lifting his eyebrow,.
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She obviously knew no strangers. It was difficult getting in a word, but listening to her was so different than other women I had known. I found myself immersed in her presence as she talked with common sense and intelligence, on many varied topics. Her questions, when there was time for me to respond, were insightful and intuitive. We hardly realized that while cooking and eating our meal the afternoon had turned into dusk. We also became aware that the night air was starting to cool. Nights in the mountains came early and usually signal bedtime. I did not want to retire to the tent but she mentioned that her day had been long and the sleeping bag was calling her name. I tried to hide the disappointment as she thanked me for the use of the stove and headed back to her tent. I was locking up my car when I heard her walking from her area. She said that she wasn’t quite ready for sleep, had a bottle of Cabernet, and would share it with me if I had some cups. Cupped palms would have.

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