He stroked hard and fast, quickly cumming before Mary had a chance to reach her climax.Their sex continued three times a week, Jim insisting on the mi...sionary position and Mary accepting her husband as her lover. Often after he rolled off her and fell asleep, she reminisced about that night in the black man's car, or that lunch hour in her boss's office. Her fingers would creep down to her pussy where she would coat her fingers with husbands cum then licked them clean. She wanted and needed. As I spread the jelly onto the remaining free slice of bread I felt his hand creep up my dress again. “You’re not wearing panties…” he whispered gently in my ear. Much to my dismay my body decided not to go along with my plan. I began to get really wet as he fondled with me and my back arched my ass into him. I kept thinking, “No, he doesn’t deserve this!” His thick fingers slid up and down my slick slit and I moaned to myself in guilt. I was letting go. He knew how to get me going and I. If he had to change schools now, it would probably seriously mess him up. And he’d been offered a job with the local newspaper as their full-time photographer. He’d been planning to attend the local community college part-time and take business courses. All of those plans would be spoiled if he had to move now. ‘I don’t know,’ Matt replied. ‘I’m almost done with school and I really want to graduate with my friends here. I’m not sure I should transfer now.’ ‘But, Matt, you can’t stay here. Truth be told, I preferred her running ahead of me so I could watch her ass as she ran. The exertion from the run was just enough for me to stare at her behind but not have the energy for a boner to spring up in my own running shorts. Scarlet turned around after about twenty minutes, looping past me before I turned to follow. Though it was not yet eight o’clock, the temperature was already climbing and I could see a clear sweat line down the front of her tank top, her skin glistening with her.