She was being quieter than usually, which made me a little uneasy. I still had not told her about my new relationship with my professor, but I wasn't ...o naive to think people don't gossip. “Is something wrong?” I asked her as her hand pulled my hair into ropes. “Nothing. I just heard something,” she said meekly. “Heard what?” I asked frightfully. I turned a little pale because I just knew she found out somehow. Michelle is never this timid. “Did you kiss your teacher that night we. .you do seem to have a hole for me to playwith," I bantered, thrusting a pair of fingers into the hot, tight,wet tube. "I sure do," she said reaching over her belly and grabbing mylong hard cock, "and it needs more than fingers inside it. Comeon...do me!" I was so turned on by this time that I suspected I'd come ontoher belly in a moment. Withdrawing my fingers from her wet channel, Ipulled her sparsely haired lips apart to expose the bright pinkness ofher inner slit and the ready. ”“I don’t know, we’ll see.”“I’m getting divorced and I don’t need to add my marriage problems yours. At least I had the sense not to have any kids with my soon to be ex-husband.”“I’ll volunteer if you want to go halves on a baby or two,” I kidded.“You’re so bad!” She playfully slapped my arm, kissed my cheek, and I watched her perfectly formed tight ass, in her poured on leggings, get into her car.Later in the afternoon, we changed for our dinner date with her parents. “I guess we’ll have to. Revelling in the warm, silky, damp sweetness of the padded bra. The fact that my aunt's sweaty tits had been here moments ago almost made me burst right there.I pulled the damp garment up and down my shaft. It was heavenly,The warm, velvety and damp material did wonders to irk sensations in my dick as I jacked myself with my aunt's dirty bra. The light padding adding to the support. It made squelching noises as I ravished it, courtesy of my aunt's workout sweat. I imagined my aunt sucking me.