Can I have... just one bite?" she asked.I tried to hand her the fork but she swung around and ate the steak off the fork while it was still in my hand... She closed her eyes and let her lips linger on the fork for a long, sensual moment."Mmmm... that's soooo gooood..." she purred.I could feel my cock growing inside my shorts and I hoped I wouldn't have to stand up for anything. I would hate to let her see that I had an erection. I thought that would be quite rude.Suddenly she grabbed an ear of. Does this mean I can go home? Mr. Sullivan laughed. Unfortunately, you did fall asleep in my class. I cant give you any special treatment. He stood up and grabbed a bottle of Windex and paper towels and put them on my desk. You can start detention by cleaning the white board. I looked up at his board that was more of a darkish grey color rather than white. I walked over and began doing what I was told. Mr. Sullivans desk was directly in front of the white board. Being a little on the short. When she raised her head, she left the tip of the ice creamslightly bulbous. “Problem, love?” she asked. “You do know that other people are watching, don’t you?” She nodded, lowering her head down the ice cream shaft again.Up and down, bobbing fast, making little moaning sounds in her throat.Then she stopped looking into her mans eyes, she slowing raised herbeautiful lips up from the ice cream shaft bringing her innocent lips,completely away from the now shaped. I start to massage her breasts while also watching the erotic sight of the two of you dancing with all the dirty moves. Suddenly, you two tumble to the bed. Hubby starts to lick your breasts, nibbling one nipple and then the other. I hear you sigh and I feel my wife's nipples stiffen as she sees yours grow hard. Your breathing starts to grow a bit louder as your hubby licks his way down to you pussy. I follow with my fingers down to my own wife’s pussy, and I find that it is already a bit.