They had talked a bit about old times, then quickly outlined what they were doing on campus. Barry was presently working on his doctorate, supporting ...imself on the less-than-prosperous wages of a student instructor. The more they talked, the more she realized he might be a temporary solution to the problem she had developed over the past month. At least she had hoped so.At the moment, the problem looked far from being solved. They had gone to dinner, then a movie, and despite all her efforts. Can I interest you in a blow job?”“You certainly can!” the man’s wife smiled taking his cock out for him. “I love watching my husband receiving blow jobs.”“You’re my kind of wife!” Karen smiled and began sucking on him. As his cock grew in her mouth, her hand went under the woman’s short-hemmed dress. She spread her legs as she stood, fingers exploring her dry pussy.Inside, Dan used the washroom and checked on Scott, Vicky, Craig and Pam. The four had enjoyed dancing with the other’s spouse and. ”Sometimes charter schools had their advantages. Ours allowed corporal punishment; or at least it was understood that the school turned a blind eye, an attitude almost demanded by the parents. In fact, many of the parents were paying the high fees in order to send their kids to a school where the whip would be applied surreptitiously but frequently.At this she turned pale, whiter almost than the traces of sperm still barely visible on her skin. Nobody had ever received 50 of the painful blows. She had moved her pallu aside, removed all the buttons of her blouse and her whole left boob was in the open. She had just stopped breastfeeding her kid. I couldn’t get out of my car seeing that.Her boobs were perfectly shaped, her areola was small, her nipple was hard and erect with a drop of milk oozing out of it. The look of her boob aroused me so much that I masturbated thinking about her twice that day.I started to wait for her to come for work daily and didn’t miss a chance of eyeing her.