‘I am sir’,befeore I could stop it the words were out and I actualy bit my lip. HE smiled even wider and his hand left my chin and by some miracle...i felt it on my breast. He leaned in close to my ear.’Should we see just how naughty you are ‘,he whispered. That warm wet feeling wasa back with avengeance,and the slut was in full flow. ‘I have been very naughty sir’,I said and i swear i felt a tremble run up his arm. ‘I can not allow naughty in my class Sasha,it’s like an epidemic,once it gets a. I also don’t like aggressive (with a small “a”) guys that sometimes hang out at these places, I have always found a no is enough. I’m a mid 50s guy with my own hair and a very short beard, an average body and average cock - fully shaved from the neck down.Last month, before Covid-19 was even being talked about, I made one of my regular visits to The Greenhouse sauna in Luton. It’s spread over 3 floors, each floor you go up gets a little more openly sexual - the ground floor has a jacuzzi,. His face told me everything, watching this naked man - a stranger, really - delving into his wife's folds with his tongue. His breathing was in perfect synch with Anne's as her rapidly filling and emptying lungs pushed her gorgeous tits up and down in his arms. Her head was tilted forward, gazing down at me, mouth open but smiling broadly and watching what was giving her so much pleasure.Then her head fell back onto Michael’s shoulder as she surrendered completely to the sensations that were. We’ll get there when we get there.”They had all slept along the way, though the bench seats and hard metal floor had offered little comfort. There were no blankets and only bare air flow, and the car alternated being cold and hot below the surface. Gene was beginning to have his doubts that the creaking, rumbling tram would hold together long enough to get anywhere before it broke into a million little pieces. Each time it rounded a corner, the whole thing shifted and leaned, loud metallic.