‘Oh! Miss!! Yes – yes! – oh, more, please, yes!’ I gasp, when I can draw breaths, ‘Miss – ooooh, I’m gonna cum, gonna cum soon! Aaahh... ooogggh!’ And then you shift your grip from holding my shoulders, and one hand grasps my pony-tail and pulls my head up and back even more, arching my spine, and incidentally giving Stephanie an even better angle for devouring my tits. With your other hand, you give me several smacks on the rump – they send an extra charge of arousal through me and .... I walked back to the lunchroom and the young guy was fucking Margaret while the others were getting ready for work. They walked out and slapped me on the shoulder saying, “thanks for letting us fuck your wife man.” I went pale. Margaret looked up at me in shock. I had completely forgotten, and I didn’t tell them not to say anything about fucking Janet. “Fuck!” I thought “you idiot!”After the young guy blew his load, Margaret walked up to me and asked “What the fucks going on? I thought these. It was a balmy night but cool enough for us both to wear jumpers.As we talked about many things I keep noticing that her boobs seemed to be about the same size as the ones I HAD SEEN previously.I decided we should cuddle and she agreedAfter a while I put my hand up her jumper but found her bra hindered my furtherprogress so with the other hand I started stroking her leg which was nice BUT I was not allowed past the top band of her stocking ( worn in my time).After a fair amount of kissing. I could see her face glowing and she was moaning with pleasure. I thought in my mind that my wait is coming to an end.Me: Do you want me to help?S: Yes, please.I started fingering her and the tone of her moaning changed which indicated that she likes it. This gave me confidence and without asking her permission I removed her T-Shirt without stopping the fingering. She is just with a black bra and her melons were waiting to come out of it. I removed the hooks with my right hand and the bare.