She laid there, on the verge of falling asleep, breathing heavily, with one arm lying on her pillow above her head while the other was draped across h...r stomach. She didn’t say anything for awhile, but when her orgasm subsided, she sat up, looked at me and whispered, “Its your turn now, big brother.” I knew what she meant. I laid down on the bed, my boxers still on, and she straddled me. She leaned down and gave me another passionate kiss. She moved down to my neck, then to my chest, and. Coach was in a good mood. "Com'mn in me beauties, hang them stupid smocks up cus they only get in the way and hide nothing much and I need to see how much exercise your arses can take. I guess your muscles will be a bit stiff today and maybe they'll still be tender. Face the wall. Oh, yes. Some are really tender I can see and colourful too. Okay, first we'll do a circuit of the room..." By the time the half hour was up, all were sweating and were rubbing their sore bottoms. Coach washed. “And you was...very good earlier today...very, very good!”“Thank you, sir”Then she felt his fingertip. She stiffened. Mr. Jones placed a soft, gentle kiss on her forehead and stroked her hair.“Schmidt kept talking about you behind” he said. His fingertip slid into her rear, just a few millimetres. She nodded quickly. Didn´t really knew what else to do. This was normally off limits, way off limits, but she had heard that some did this, and that some even enjoyed it, too. “Are you my girl, Bai. So is he cheating on me with some woman named Jennifer? And what am I going to do about it?Well for sure I'm not going to go off half-cocked about this. I'm not going to run out and hire a Private investigator. I'm definitely not going to confide this in my friends and ask them what to do. And for absolute certainty this is NOT going to make me run out and have an affair of my own. I mean really, I'm not completely stupid.First and foremost of course is the fact that I love Bill. Twenty two.