Heat rose in Becky's cheeks as she quickly pulled on her spare tracksuit (and if her brain provided her with a mental image of one very wet and soapy ...ue Simpson, well, no one needed ever know).The walk back to their office was mostly silent save for the muffled voices of students from various classrooms, something they were both grateful for when Becky reached for Sue's hand again. Sue looked at Becky with a warmth only they knew about as she squeezed the other’s hand gently as if to reassure. I started the chat as a wife that liked men to jack off thinking about her. I told him that I loved having sex with men when my husband was not around. I asked if he wanted see a picture of me showing my tits."Hell yes!" Was his quick responseI then sent him a picture I had taken of me only wearing panties in a mirror. I asked him in the same message back if he wanted meet me for real fuck at a local hotel.It took a while a response to come back. He said that I was sexy but he could not do a. You take me by my wrists and hold them above my head as your other hand massages my breasts beneath the top. You see I’m enjoying myself and you can not have that just yet, you want me cowering and begging to cum. You rip off my shirt right down the middle and start to slowly suck on my protruding nipples, making me shiver with excitement; you suddenly bite down hard making me cry out in pain. “Enjoying that are you?” you shout and I know I should do as my told and reply with a shake of my. Noah, thought Celeste. Let’s just do something to have some fun.“How about let’s do something like Lilith.” from Sondra, who we’d encouraged to be more assertive.“And always be pregnant?” asked someone. ‘Don’t think so.”“No, we’ll just collect her precious ingredient.”We looked at each other. A feminist challenge!Next week, Zoe arrived with a Ziploc. “Russ is totally obedient. I said we’ll freeze it in case he has a motorcycle accident.”The week following, Tanya displayed a test tube. She’d.