Her husband was off with the boy’s drinking cognac and smoking cigars. She could hear his guffaws as they told each other the same jokes they had at...the last party. Ann liked the parties but never seemed to fit in and usually ended up mostly intoxicated but still having to pour her husband onto the couch. Oh she couldn’t blame him really, Donald worked his ass off in the Law firm and had been trying to make partner since they’d moved to New Orleans 4 years earlier. She tipped her martini high. "You were making out in the mall with a naked 9th grader. What was I supposed to do?" he replied somewhat more excitedly."Join us," Mrs. Jones said, surprising herself. "She doesn't want to see you right now. Will you give her a few days to sort things out." What about you?" he answered at once, reaching out to squeeze a nipple that was all too obvious through her dress."We'll both be here," she said calmly despite the thrill he knew she was getting from his touch. "Have a nice night,. She leaned over me, her lips wet, and her body was shaking with her newfound sexual rage. All I wanted to do was to take her, roll her beneath me and fuck her into the deepest corners of her throbbing pussy.I could feel her body heat rising slowly, her breathing got heavier. I kept moving my lips on her neck and shoulders making her restless. My erection was now firmer and harder. I was so deeply indulged in kissing, feeling her that I missed noticing that she started to caress and felt my huge. ..” She deflated in her seat a little.“Hold on, wait a sec, A. How is it his fault? Nobody can choose a Class for someone else, right?”Alaina began tapping a finger on the table. “You know about those studies they’ve done, Ay. The ones where they had people focus for the whole day on what they wanted to do with their lives? And how there was a direct correlation between what they were thinking about and the Class they got?”“A, those people were focusing as hard as they could for an entire day!.
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