’ ‘Please Mrs Jack — w-why dress up wearing great underwear and nobody has seen it? Nobody knows. It’s an exercise in futility.’ Gene became...aware Mrs Jack was lifting her dress front. He stepped back two paces. She stopped eight inches above her knees and choked, ‘Do you like stockings Gene?’ ‘I-I love them but raise your hands as high as your bellybutton and don’t hasten to drop them.’ Gene eyed the presentation and wheezed, ‘Beautiful. Adieu Mrs Jack. That’s wonderful. It’s a sight a young. Chapter 3 WaterSportsBoth Arthur & Mark pulled out of Sharons cunt & ass and immediately came all over her face. Immediatelt they had the mind controlled teacher / milf, crawl on all fours to the bathroom . They both looked at Sharon who still had all that cum on her face & cleaned her face with at least a gallon of piss that streamed from their dicks. " There ya go Mrs Peterson " all clean Mark said with a smirk . Take a shower and clean up bitch Mistress Emma is waiting outside for ya. My heart was in my throat with all the imagining I was doing. I could see the skin wrinkling up every time Linda moved her hand up toward the crown of Nat's cock--at least in my mind, I could. But everything inside me was saying that I had to leave them alone, had to stop hearing things not meant for my ears.I started back across in front of the barely open bedroom door, but a gust of wind from the kitchen pushed it all the way open. I was still completely in darkness, but with the moonlight. Velamma: Oh! You’re already done?!Kwame chuckled and grabbed a pair of his briefs from the pile.Kwame: I saw you looking at it earlier. Do you want to touch it?Velamma: I’m sorry for that. I’ve just never seen one so big! It’s so big and muscular.Kwame: It’s God’s gift.Velamma: Maybe just one touch.Velamma got on her knees and grabbed the shaft of Kwame’s cock in her fingers. She liked how it felt. She grabbed it firmer and stroked it. She enjoyed the way it felt in her hand. Right then,.