Just like me and I didn’t have a bra on either. And my shorts weren’t short shorts like hers. I wondered what she had decided.“Would you rub my ...eck and shoulders?” I asked. I liked for her to give me a little massage and I knew she liked to do it. I really was stiff and knotted up in my neck and shoulders from studying so much.“Yeah, take your shirt off.”I took my shirt off and put my head down on my arms on my desk. She rubbed me the way I liked it, kind of hard and rough.“Mikey, I’m going to. Anyone will fall for her size and her structure was super sexy. She joined in my team and I was training her but she had a boy friend and I stayed away from her.I used to stare at her cleavage and her plump ass whenever I get the chance. After 4 months she had a problem with her boyfriend and broke up with her and she was very sad because of it and I was comforting her and she became very close to me. One day I was sending my dicks picture to one of my sex partner and didn’t lock the phone and. . you can't do something like that!" Sean complained."Sure, why not? Go do it." How will you know if I did it or not?" Just don't wash off when you cum. Just leave the cum on your stomach," Chris ordered."Alright, alright."After several minutes had passed, Sean came out of the bathroom, now matching Chris: he had nothing on but his boxers. And he had cum on him that went from the top of his navel area, all the way up to his chest."There, I did it," Sean said with a small smirk."Don't wash. It was images of her using her pouty mouth on my cock, rather than my wife's. I could still smell Becky's pussy on my fingers and I wished I had blew my load on her face tonight."What are you thinking?" my wife asked, as she licked up the last of my cum from her cheeks using her fingers. I could feel my wife staring into my soul and I knew right then that she knew I wanted to fuck our daughter. Could she blame me? Becky was gorgeous. How could any man refrain from being aroused by such a vixen..