Jab wo meri bike par baithti to uske boobs meri peeth se touchHote the or main apne control se bahar ho jata tha 1 din hum dono 1 sath classroom me ba...the the,wase to wo jeans,top-tshirt hi pahanti thi par us din wo suit pahan kar aayi thi,bahut sexy lag rahi thi.main use dekhkar pagal hue ja raha tha mera lund pure josh me aa chuka tha.wo baithkar padh rahi thi or mera mann to use chodne ka kar raha tha.tabi maine apna 1 hath uski jaangh(thigh) par rakh diya bt usne koi react nhi kiya,maine. How am I going to pass this damned thing, I thought. I bit my lip and glanced over to my phone. Maybe I should call my boyfriend. He’ll know what to do! A smile formed on my face as I thought about calling him. I picked up the phone, dialed his number, and waited.“Hello?” He sounded as if he had just waken up, the poor thing!“Hey, it’s me…look, I’ve been stressing lately, about this fucking test and I feel that I just need to have a chat with you, you know, to ease my mind and all that.” I was. My wife grabbed his arm and d**g him into our bedroom. He didn’t put up much of a real fight. I followed the two of them into the bedroom. They had never done anything like this before, so we awkwardly piled into the bed together. I started to rub my wife’s bare pussy while my wife explained to our guest how she was a submissive little wife who enjoyed being tied up and spanked and how she enjoyed being ‘f***ed’ to do what we wanted in bed. He grinned at her and told her that she should suck. If you don't like it anymore, then we'll stop."She'd said she didn't want to stop. She liked what they did. And they agreed then that no one would be told anything about it in the future, and it would be just between them. After that, however, sometimes Jill took a bath by herself. Still, at least once a week she'd announce it was bath time and pull her Uncle into the bathroom.Of course Jill learned about sex. She learned most of it like most of us do, from friends, magazines, and other.