Educating Emily

Penny Goodweather

Sujets

• Erotic literature

Informations

• Publié par: Andrews UK Limited
• Date de parution: 04 juillet 2012
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781781660676
• Langue: English

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Title Page
EDUCATING EMILY


Penny Goodweather




Publisher Information
Educating Emily published in 2012
by House of Erotica, an imprint of
Andrews UK Limited
www.houseoferoticabooks.com
www.andrewsuk.com
This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, resold, hired out or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior written consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published, and without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.
The characters and situations in this book are entirely imaginary and bear no relation to any real person or actual happening.
Copyright © 2012 Penny Goodweather
The right of Penny Goodweather to be identified as author of this book has been asserted in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyrights Designs and Patents Act 1988.



Dedication





To all those in the world dreaming of a sunny holiday.
Penny
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Educating Emily
By Penny Goodweather
Gerald’s impressive cock - all ten inches of its rock-solid thickness - pounded away at his wife’s soaking wet pussy. She moaned loudly with every thrust, getting closer and closer to orgasm. With her pale chubby legs spread out into a wide ‘V’ shape, Gerald was making use of the full extent of his manhood.
The look on her face was more than a gurn; it was positively animalistic. Gerald personally thought she looked like a grunting warthog, and these days she all but disgusted him. When he’d met her she’d had a few extra pounds, and at the time it had been appealing; it had gone hand-in-hand with her vivacious, bubbly personality. But really, that personality had been a façade, hiding the paranoia of an insecure woman who now seemed to prefer cake to any kind of stimulating conversation, and whose obsession with the nightly soaps was trumped only by her ability to spend what seemed like every waking hour texting on her phone, messaging friends on Facebook, and tweeting about the ridiculously over-the-top story lines from those pathetic ‘dramas’ she lapped up like a greedy dog.
That’s how Gerald saw it, anyway. To be frank, if it wasn’t for the sex he would probably have told her to fuck off some time ago, but he never had plucked up the courage to say so, and at least he got to shoot his load every night - more than he suspected the other member of staff at the school he taught at but also loathed.
It was almost rigmarole to him now though; stuck with a class of students who didn’t want to learn, not earning enoug