N for making that call ... and believing in us,” Lynette quickly added.“Yes. Thanks Mrs. Nevins,” Tempe replied with a smile on her face.“You�...�re welcome, Tempe, ladies,” my mom replied after she kissed my dad. She then continued on through the den to the kitchen.As we waited for the start of the Orange Bowl game, my brother randomly tapped his fingers on the dining room table to an interesting beat, and mumbled:“Rock of ages, rock of ages.Still rollin’, keep a-rollin’.Rock of ages, rock of. It was around 9:30pm when we left the hotel. Snow banks everywhere with sidewalks already cleared. We always walk with each others arms around our shoulders. My wife was wearing a winter coat with the top two buttons open. I slid my hand inside and now found that the third button of her blouse was open. Both of us already turned on I opened the blouse wider under the coat. She rested her head on my shoulder as I began to massage her nipples between my fingers back and forth. She began to moan. Her thigh nudged my cock and it twitched. She must have felt it, but she didn’t move her leg away. I kicked off my shoes onto the floor, trying to hide the fact what I really was trying to do was casually free my manhood from the press of her thigh. It didn’t work. We talked quietly for a few minutes while she continued to cling to me. I felt her pounding heart slowly return to normal. I glanced at the clock. It was 12:45 a.m. “I need to go,” I said at last. “Please stay,” she begged, pulling. I’d imagine my pussy getting more excited as he tied me to the table with lengths of old skipping rope leaving me spread eagled, with every private part of me on show. I would sit there in my classes with my nipples hard and erect because I was thinking such dirty thoughts, and when I was lucky enough to be given a hall pass to go to the toilet during lessons, I would cherish the opportunity to sit alone in the girls toilet with the loo seat down - myself perched on top - my knickers around my.