Her breathing was becoming more rapid as my tongue danced from boob to boob. Her hand was furiously pounding my shaft. I removed my fingers from her v...gina, brought them to my face and inhaled her private smell. one by one I licked and savored each finger. Her eyes widened as this act made my cock even harder. I was wild with desire and had to finally devour this woman's pussy. I repositioned myself between her legs, slid my hands up her skirt to hold her butt, and buried my face into her. The script was gorgeous, by a new writer she’d never heard of, and she wanted to be there when he made his mark. On her mark. She’d jumped at the chance to be a part of it. She was humming with the accomplishment and wanted to savor it. She got all the information, rehearsal schedule, contact list, waivers, contracts, the whole official shebang. Her agent had set her up for a pre-rehearsal lunch with the director and that was her next stop. No time to lose in getting the production off the. Don't move, I whispered in her ear as I pushed her blouse back off of her shoulders and it fell into a silky bunch behind on the chair. She had beautiful hand full sized perky tits, and she shivered as I lightly put my hands upon both of them to test my hand size theory. I squeezed her nipples and flicked my fingertip back and forth across them, and to my amazement, they were stiffening. The taboo of teacher/student line's were about to be crossed in both of our minds, and it turned her on. Read slowly!AND THEN IT IS WINTERYou know ... time has a way of moving quickly and catching you unaware of the passing years. It seems just yesterday that I was young, just married and embarking on my new life with my mate. Yet in a way, it seems like eons ago, and I wonder where all the years went. I know that I lived them all. I have glimpses of how it was back then and of all my hopes and dreams.But, here it is ... the back nine of my life and it catches me by surprise ... How did I get here.