My story starts when my wife went away one weekend on a girls hen night, just before she left she whispered in my ear, whilst stroking my cock through...my jeans, that if I dressed up tonight at ten o’clock sharp, she would go into the ladies wherever she was and stroke her clit thinking of me doing the same, I nearly came there and then.Around eight o’clock I started to get ready although as I had been quite excited and had got everything laid out on the bed ready, I was showered and busting to. Huzzbath. Mr. Huzzbath!"Daniel slowly opened his eyes, not looking forward to being embarrassedby the professor, who was known to be somewhat of a hard-ass. "Do you really feel my class is the best place to catch up on yourbeauty sleep?" the professor asked."No sir." Why then are you doing it?" I had a rough night last night and I'm just really tir-" That was a rhetorical question Mr. Huzzbath. I don't really care aboutyour personal life. I do care, though, about students sleeping in myclass.. Her elbows rested on my chest while she held on to my face and she could easily sense my excitement through the multiple layers of fabric around our waists. Her beautiful lips felt perfect on mine and her wet deep passionate kisses just absolutely exhilarated me more than any experience before. I’d waited a long time for this moment so I simultaneously wanted to rush to next stage but also wanted to thoroughly enjoy the moment we were in. Sensing my yearning, she lowered her right hand and. Dionne’s orgasm lasted a long while and it nearly left her out of breath. I barely gave her a chance to catch her breath when I moved my hand from her pussy to her clit and started rolling it between my thumb and fingers.Dionne instantly responded and she started building again towards another wild orgasm. Her tightened ass cheeks were pressing and wiggling against my hard dick and this time I could not help myself but shooting my load all over her round buttocks. After her last intense orgasm,.