They were incredibly smooth, athletically toned, and with that unblemished teen look. I thoroughly enjoyed myself for a good 15 minutes and was gettin... very hard. I caressed her beautiful long hair and grabbed a hand full in the back to turn her face and her lips up to me. I kissed her increasingly wetly and hard while still fondling her thighs. Finally, I could wait no more and unzipped and unbuckled my pants and removed them and my shorts. I moved her head down to my cock and rubbed it on her. I was determined to get to the bottom of everything, the secrets of those involved and the goings on behind my back. Plus I still needed to patch up my differences with Sara. Late that morning I had gone shopping for groceries in my shorts ,t shirt and flip flops, but when I returned and while bringing them into the house Sara came home parking in her driveway. She got out and I waved to her and said “hi” to which I promptly got just a stair and she ignored me and just went inside with me. The first time was when we lived in southern California, this girl friend of hers, husband and I worked together back then, and we had a number of explicit conversation about our women at the local topless bar, a place called the Cherry Pit A Go Go. I had shown him several Polaroid pictures of my wife naked and bound an had talked in some detail about what I had done to her! Enough that I felt comfortable in telling him that his wife had hit on me! Now you have to remember that back in those. That next Sunday, after the church services concluded, Melanie dismissed the youngsters from the Sunday school class that she taught. As she was putting the classroom back in order before going out to mingle with the congregation, her husband suddenly appeared at the doorway. Then her heart stopped upon seeing the smiling black face immediately over her husband's shoulder. As her husband and Al Grover entered the classroom, Melanie was unable to breathe as her husband advised "Honey, look.