So can you answer a question? Lisa nodded her head again. Why have you been cheating on him with my husband? And answer me honestly, I commanded. Lisa...had a blank look on her face. She opened her mouth a few times as if to speak but said nothing. Then, she finally straightened her face and looked at me. I love my husband, too, but he is more like a kid then a man, she started. I have always loved him the way a mother would love her son. Then I met Jeff. He is mature and grown up, and I guess. Maybe if I could make Sarah cum like this, she'd let me go and put a stop to this slave fantasy of hers. Perhaps I did truly owe her a night like this, and with it out of her system, things could go back to normal between us.I soldiered on, doing my best to ignore my aching facial muscles and the scent and taste of tongue-fucking Sarah's ass. Her breathing grew heavier, and she began to moan loudly as her body quivered. I hadn't experienced this often, but I knew this meant Sarah was about to. I think I masturbated a half a dozen times that night, thinking of what I saw and how I shouldn't been involved.The next day, walking into Mr. Jones' class, I thought of that huge dick of his and how delicious it looked. I thought of how his cum must taste like candy. Oh how I wanted to lick that sweet lollipop of his!Mr. Jones' class was the last of the day, so I decided that I would talk to him after class. When the bell rang, my heart began to race, and my panties became soaked. Nervously, I. . nice, well toned legs, firm backside, and I would guess about a 36 inch bust. I could tell she exercised to stay in shape because I couldn't see a wrinkle or flabby spot anywhere. I invited her in and we made a couple of drinks as we tried to decide what to do for dinner. We didn't feel like making anything and finally settled on ordering Chinese. We talked and listened to the radio as we waited for our orders to arrive. I sat next to her to show her some of my old high school pictures and.