I took off my headphones and switched off my TV screen. I turned towards my wife and put my hand into the waist band of her leggings. They were pretty...stretchy, so I pushed my hand into them and into her knickers. My fingers quickly found her pussy, and it was wet. Much wetter than I was expecting. My wife looked towards me and gave me a wry smile. I pulled the wetness up onto her clit and started to rub. My wife continued to watch, or pretend to watch, her film as I did so. I continued to rub. As hertempo increased, I began pumping my hips up to meet her downward thrusts.It wasn't long before I felt her cunt muscles begin to quiver and tighten.Her small hands were roaming all over her tiny body as she neared her climax. Unable to hold back any longer, I increased my strokes and drove into her even harder as my cock began to swell and I emptied jet after jet of my hot sticky sperm into the 11 year old's waiting little pussy. She moaned and bucked frantically as the hot liquid flooded. I also watched the moves that James was doing in a different group. These students used the more advanced punches, kicks and stances. When not watching either of the cousins, I watched each of the different group levels. I had only looked up on the computer the moves and forms up to James level. But was fascinated by the senior level students, and the quality of moves they were doing in comparison to the beginners.At the end of the lesson the senior instructor got one of his assistants to. She reaches out to touch the ribbon, to straighten it a little. It issilk. "Does it feel nice against your skin?"Of course you agree, and Christine starts gently stroking your cock. Youreach to her to hug and kiss her, but she doesn't want to be hugged andkissed, and she tells you this kindly, but firmly. She decides to tieyour hands behind you with her scarf.She continues stroking you, and you comment on her lovely nails.Christine tells you that she takes pride in her nails and likes to.