She held my cock at her face and told Mike, “Cum on my face. I want your hot cum shooting on my face while I’m sucking Jason, and he cums in my mo...th.” I’d never seen this in her, never imagined her so filthy, so wanton. It was erotic and scary at the same time, but the scariness vanished as she took me back into her mouth, one hand on my cock and the other in her cunt, and inches from her pretty face, Jason stroked his shaft, coaxing his climax, aiming at my new-slutty wife’s beautiful. With blushed cheeks, I looked at her. “I suppose I’ll leave these with you. Maybe you can do something with them. She won’t need them anymore.” I almost broke down hard and cried at those words.Van broke in at that point. “It’ll be okay, Bro... seriously. I’ll help in any way I can.” He then looked to Wendy. “Thank you for being so nice. You don’t have to do anything.”“Ah cain’t let somewun suffer lahke this… It tain’t fayre.” Then she leaned to my ear and whispered “Yes… Tomorra’ nahht at. I got very turned on by this and got another huge hard on. She said it shocked her that I was turned on by the thought of her fucking another man but went with the flow and gave me a blow job. We repeated this fantasy several times over the next few days until one day she came home with cum in her hair and all over her uniform. She confessed that she had thought about really fucking one of her patients but chickened out and gave him a hand job. He shot a huge load in her face getting a lot in. Besides, sitting on the school bus with a wet pussy was not conducive to the educational process leastways not as far as the school curriculum was concerned. It was a normal school-day in the upshot. Two spot tests no-one was expecting, a detention for painting her nails in class and one of the all-time boring lectures on the moral decay of modern society. The day descended into farce late afternoon when, for the fourth time that month, the class jerk Daniel Cramer, asked if she would go out.