"Hello, Alex," she said and climbed up on the bed then crawled toward me.I watched her closely trying to figure out what she was doing.She kissed my l...ps then began to kiss all over my face."What are you doing?" I asked. She was an attractive woman, but she was also Stephen's."I am yours tonight," she whispered."But Stephen." Since Stephen was our leader until you arrived, I get to be your first." My first?" I asked."To fulfill your purpose." My purpose?"At this point my only purpose was to. She made a point of running her hand up and down my cock to make the point. She said ‘ I will give you some pants that are not as revealing.’ She came back with a couple of pairs that thought might be better for me. I tried on the pants and she pointed out that that might be better as it would not cause such a stir. She laughed and flashed me a smile. When she had finished with the cuff she made a point of running her hand up and down my shaft again. It felt so nice to have her touch my my. On the day of the celebration, every girl was looking super hot with their novels visible and the shape of their breasts lining their saree.And then we started to decorate the floor by making a flower carpet.It was like a competition where every class made a flower carpet of their own and the best was given a prize. Even teachers were participating.I was given the duty to take photos and I was having a hell of a time. With every girl bending down, I captured the pictures of their cleavages and. What bothers me is that it was by far the most exciting experience of my life.I am a forty-year-old mother of two sons. I have been married for nineteen years to a wonderful, caring and loving man.Before we had c***dren, Frank liked to take nude photos of me. We have a very large scrapbook of me in steamy poses from fully clothed to butt-naked. That book has been hidden in the basement for years.I must admit that I have been able to maintain my figure. I may not be quite as firm as I was, but I.