What? No, I broke it almost a year ago?But you’re still a virgin, aren’t you? Mr. Finch asked.Please, don’t make me talk about stuff like that.A...e you or aren’t you? Mr. Finch asked firmly.Carol was starting to cry.“Uh oh, we’ve got to go,” Jake said jumping to his feet.He pulled Julie up and to the door.Yes, I’m a virgin, Daddy, Carol was saying through her tears.Mr. Finch imagined himself having sex with Carol surrounded by enthusiastic spectators. In his mind, Carol was thrashing back and. I started feeling her moans on my cock which was a great feeling.Without waiting any more I pulled my finger out and then moved both middle and index finger in her ass. I started twisting my fingers while I was pumping them in and out. This triggered louder moans on my cock and her pace of sucking my cock was very abrupt now. I then pulled my finger out and tapped on her ass cheek suggesting to move ahead a little. She understood exactly what I wanted and lifted herself up a little to moved. I quickly found her clean panties. Many women wear all kinds of different panties, different brands, styles, material, etc. Not so with Edie. Her panties were always the same, and she was now wearing Wacoal beige high cut briefs in a wonderful light weight satin with a cotton gusset, open at one end. Trembling with anticipation, I held a clean pair open, my cock jutting out and pulsing with excitement, examining them from the front and rear, imagining how Edie would look with them hugging her. She glared at me, “In that case,” she said, “I shall warm you myself!”I just stared, “You?” She stood looking at me. She was no innocent maid, she had to be nearer forty than thirty, almost my age in fact, but she was comely, and may even have been a beauty once.“When I say warm I mean mount?” I clarified.“If I must,” she agreed.“I said a maid,” I reminded her.“Sir, I am untouched and am undoubtedly barren so there should be no embarrassment.” she suggested.I smiled “So be it then, disrobe and.