This story is about me and Grandpa Dave before he took off with the oversexed bimbo Marlene. I still call myself Carlyle even though I'm married. If m... husband can't live with that, it's just too fucking bad.Now, since I'm a teacher, college professor to be more precise, let me make this one thing perfectly clear. Much as I love to fuck, of which you shall soon read more, I absolutely abhor the idea of instructor-student sex. Not here at the college level, not with little kids, and nowhere in. The water running down his front also reminded his cock that it had had no attention in quite a while. He gave it a few soapy strokes before resuming.Drying off afterwards, he wrapped himself in a towel and walked out into the bedroom."Gayle, have you seen my overnight bag, I thought I'd left...", he came up short by what he saw.Gayle was kneeling on the bed, acing him. She was wearing panties, a red corset and black elbow length gloves. The panties shone like silk and were thin enough that. In the meantime my maid was cleaning the kitchen, i held Priya hand and led to my bed room, then asked her if she wants to do it, she nodded yes and i removed her sari and was kissing her cleavage and pressing her tits, she was moaning i took off her blouse my god her tits were awesome in that bra, i put my hand behind her and unhooked the bra her tits were free and started licking her nipples and biting them softly her hand was on my cock and was massaging it over my trousers, i put my hand. Richard (small guy came over to me ans told me to suck his cock.I said that I had never sucked a cock before. He told me it was never too late to learn. I was on my knees sucking a cock when I felt Paul behind me, he had licked his finger and was poking it up my arse, I tried to back away, but the cock in my mouth prevented me from going forward, one finger then became two and shortly afterwards three, the pain was excruciating at first but eventually subsided into a fairly pleasurable feeling,.