He then went to shower and just came back in a towel. He said he didnt bring any spare clothes so was gonna sleep wearing this towel. I was so shy tha... i could even say a word. i liked watching him naked, i dont know why i just did. These were completely different feelings for me and totally new. We got off to sleeping on my bed, I woke up to him hugging me. The towel was no more there, i could feel his hairy legs on mine. Something was poking my ass from behind i turned around to see and it. “Oh god yes baby, go ahead, go ahead and do it” I moaned. I looked out over the city again, wondering if my husband was going to be putting our baby into me here on the rooftop. I lowered my hand, using it to stroke my clit. It was hard, and needy as I let 3 fingers strum over the top of it. He was not taking his time, and neither was I. I heard his soft grunts and moans as he fucked my wet cunt, feeling amazingly full and it was like I could feel my ovaries reacting, the egg I hoped was there. I hadn’t anticipated them to be quite so forensic however, and look back through all my previous expense claims for any sign of improper behaviour. Stephen Baxter very quickly pointed out my failings and the consequences of fraudulent behaviour. Disciplinary action probably leading to dismissal. A huge stain on my career and little likelihood of a forty-eight-year-old woman securing further employment as a result. Loss of status and a lot to explain to family and friends. He was right of course. We kissed each other lovingly and getting more passionate. I grabbed one of her breasts and stroked around the nipple she did the same to me calling me a bad student for playing in the shower when there were girls in the other room. before making her way down to my pussy. I was so wet that her fingers slid straight into me I couldn't help but moan out load. I. Pushed my breasts against my teachers still not believing what was happening and what my teacher and I were doing but I didn't care.