We helped each other undress. He was nude and I was in my panties. I played with his cock and made him hard.” “Did he have a big cock?” “He ...as bigger then you.” “How big?” “I guess he was around seven and a half inches.” My husband was now stroking his cock while I told him the story. I was really surprised he wasn’t mad, but seemed to be getting off on my story. I wasn’t sure how I felt about this. I kind of felt like a dirty whore telling him what I had done. “Continue. What happened. Shortly, Mikhail extracted his dick, and after placing the hand towel that was next to them on the bed under her, he put his left hand on her stomach to confine her body. Following this, the closed fingers of his right hand now began manically spearing into her portal, before he then commenced alternating between also rubbing her pussy with his open hand and palm.I had only ever read or heard about women squirting. What followed now, however, was a masterclass in this ritual. I watched. Thursday after school Beca and I stood at Mr. Richards’ door and waited for the last stragglers to leave so we could present our proposal.“Hmm. I can’t say that it surprises me that you two found each other,” he said. “What can I do for you.”“Sir, I’d like to move to the AP level class. I have a couple of reasons for this and a proposal that might make it work,” I said. He nodded and suggested I fill him in. “Well, first of all, I really enjoy this subject. It ties history and geography and, to. ‘Ya, somebody really seems to like you’, he said wolfishly. All I could do is giggle. But his mood suddenly turned somber. ‘Kat, you know what I’d really love for you to do?’ ‘What’s that, hon?’ Chris looked intently into my eyes. ‘I want you to suck my cock.’ Somehow, I knew he was going to ask that. I had begun stroking his cock, and was considering the hard weight in my hands. It was not an unreasonable request. He had done the same for me, and I had wondered what it would feel like, having.