She was a married woman, conforming and conservative. But the Headmaster had kissed her, and her pussy had become wet. She needed a relaxing bath to t...ink things through.In the bath, she started stroking herself, becoming quickly aroused. She imagined again being fingered, and strong desire raged through her. When she thought about holding the Headmaster's cock, her hips bucked and she splashed water over the floor. What was wrong with her? She was a dutiful little wife, not a slut. Wasn't. She nodded her head. We went to a strange part of town I didn't know. There weren't to many people around and we seemed to be the only car on the road. We pulled into a parking lot near a rundown 7-11. We went behind the 7-11 and she parked. She turned off the car and went to the trunk. She came back with a blanket and layed it down in the backseat. She said "Are you ready?" She ripped off her top. I immediatley went to sucking her bare, erect tits. She pulled off her pants and panties. I. Mujhe ye baat to pata thi ki wo mujhse baat karne ke liye mere ghar aaya h aur wo apne ghar chala gaya aur main apne room me jakar tv dekhne lagi aur sham ko wo mujhe line mar raha tha lekin main usko dekh nahi rahi thi aur kabhi kabhi dekhti to wo mujhe dekh kar smile kar raha tha aur mujhse baat karne ki koshish kar raha tha. Main apni mummy ke sath terrace par ghum rahi thi to main usko jyada dekh nahi rahi thi aur wo mujhe dekh raha tha aur mujhe line mar raha tha. Main sochi ki agar mummy. So upon arriving to his apartment and storing everything, I deliberately bumped my hands into his, I looked at him deeply in the eyes and I rushed onto his body. He is no ‘geek,’ but neither was a ‘Metrosexual’ man. I kissed him, drifting between affectionate and furiously, trying to seduce him the way Marilyn seduced me. He responded with shy hunger and I drew him to my breasts, then he surrendered to them. I became hot and lubricated at once, without hardly having time to undress. When he.