..and 20 years my junior. So I pressed on...”judging by what he said, sounds like he’s been very short on female attention, and could probably use...a little help.” My wife blushed again...any doubt she had about where this conversation was going just ended. Her cautious and self-conscious side was screaming ‘no’...but her horniness and the alcohol was blocking that out. She said, “I couldn’t do what you’re thinking with him”...as a rather feeble protest. I said she could, and that she had my. Her eyes widened as they began to get closer. Noticing that the guards were asleep, she grabbed a bow which was recklessly placed against the base of a tree. “Go,” she ordered as she drew the bow. Thomas complied, running to the wooden lift on the cliff side. She turned back, facing the crowd of night dwellers. Concentrating on her first target, she opened fire. Arrows were flying everywhere as she quickly fired at the group, hoping to hit at least something. Running out of ammunition, she. They coalesced into an explosive orgasm that seemed to roll through her if her undulations expressed it. I slowed my thrusts, and intensified them, stroking as high as possible inside her. I nibbled her nipple, squeezed the other, and pressed her clit. Everything I could do to make her climax longer and better. It worked.It finally subsided, and she pulled my mouth to hers. A kiss of thanks. Turning to her left, she greeted Tash’s smiles with her contented one. By then my wife held Tash in her. “Well, Miss. If you don't mind me saying...” a girl said in a softer voice, “he doesn't deserve you if he don't appreciate all you have to offer.”Tiffany was touched, but was soon aware that others in the room were taking the comments in a completely different way. A smirk from the girl told her she meant to highlight her exposed flesh and aroused body. Much to her relief, the bell sounded for the end of the class and the end of her working day. As her class funnelled out, almost every student.