Class ended for lunch and as hundreds of k**s filled the corridor heading for the canteen I stayed to clean up. As I reached up to wipe the board clea... I felt my husband's hand on my waist, smiling to myself I kept facing the board, wiping it slowly. Kissing behind my ear his hot breath and tongue teased down the side of my neck to my collarbone as he dropped his hand down the side of my thigh, his fingers reaching for the hem of my skirt. I couldn't bear it anymore, I turned around and met his. The meeting went better than I had thought it would, everything wrapped up and plans made to scrap what needed scrapping, getting new supplies sent out right away so that the building could continue. I was ecstatic, my pet project was back on target and I was done well before I thought I would be. I went to the boss, filled him in and got his blessings for a long blissful vacation.Now if the airport behaved and could get me a flight, I could be there just after midnight, island time. And I was. I felt the familiar initial pain then I felt something I hadn't ever experience before, he plunged in just about balls deep. I don't know that I can describe the look or pain I felt but it was wonderful for a moment then very painful, then relief as the pain subsided from sharp to just about what I'd expect. He didn't move for a few moments and asked if I was alright. I asked him to just be still a moment or two then told him I was okay. With that he pushed in a bit more then pulled about. As I lick you, you say “God, Juan was so sexy.” I stop licking for a second trying to hear what you said. You look down and say “Keep licking Mattie, I said Juan was so sexy, the guy from the bar that danced with me” and you start to grind on my face more. “He was such a good dancer, you know they say that guys that dance well are great in bed” as you pussy gets wetter, then you push down and sit on my face again, making it almost impossible for me to breathe. I struggle hard and you let up.