An exhausted sleep, but one without dreams. When you live yourdreams why dream them. For school the next day I found my knee length skirt my clean se...sible shoesand a new shirt. I know there isn't anything in the school rules about commingto school in a shirt soaked in horse cum, but they wouldn't understand. I cleaned the cum off my teeth after breakfast and left for school lookingthe proper catholic schoolgirl. I met my friends and I always did and we walkedto school while they would talk. But I am going to suck yourcock."She hesitated, relishing the look of shock and anticipation on the boy's face. Then,her own desire surging almost as wildly as his at the thought of offering her mouthand lips for his lewd pleasure, she leaned slowly downward. Again she seized thethickly swollen shaft of his cock and bent it backwards until it was pointed directly upat her face. Inches away she paused and opened her mouth to breathe softly overthe glistening little glans, her fingers resuming. There was no impending threat, no peril, no "damsel in distress" feeling.Only two men thrilled her. Because she knew neither could have her. Her step-father Jonathan was too proper. A fundamentalist southern Baptist, he had moved to New Jersey, where he met Jennifer's mother Gayle. How Jennifer enjoyed watching him keep his distance, crossing his legs awkwardly as he sat facing her--too close, too close for his comfort-- and shuffling nervously as he always did when they were alone. Watching. She lay across the bed, took out her vibrator and started rubbing her soaked pussy with the toy. She thought of Tyler while she started fucking herself with it, making her cum almost instantly. She lay there naked on the bed just thinking about what was to come. She got so relaxed she fell asleep laying across the bed totally naked. She was awakened by a touch on her leg. She jumped and saw that it was her husband. “What are you doing home?” she asked.“I came to see if you wanted to go to lunch.